Category: Silent Eye School

Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (3)

A bastard’s bastard, he would never know that he carried the blood of the Templars in his veins. That was only speculated after his death; being proved, later, by the researcher who followed his short life. He did it because he was a runner… Hardship was the key; hardship and the words his cruel companions at the parish school carved on his leg with … Read More Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (3)

Yoga: When You Are Not Used To Love

Originally posted on The Light Behind the Story:
A Rose Opens to Light I have started working with the mantra Aham Prema, which translated into English means “I am Divine Love.” 54 repetitions with the mala beads brings my voice outside of myself to a state beyond insecurity. My body becomes a humming vibration of energy amplified by the back of my throat. Constriction…

Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (2)

  Imagine a tiny village, just a few miles from a major Derbyshire town, yet unknown to most people passing by on the busy road between Bakewell and Matlock. The village contains an ancient mound of boulders of millstone grit layered on the underlying limestone base – typical of this part of the White Peak. Aside from its geology, the intricate and serpentine rocks … Read More Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (2)

Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (1)

It began at Baecca’s Well… Sue and Stuart have run many successful weekends in the course of the Silent Eye’s short history, but the start-point for this one had a rather mundane location, given the ancient and exotic hill-forts for which they are best known. “We’ll meet at the far end of the Recreation Ground on the Matlock road just out of the centre … Read More Riddles of the Night – Templar Shadows (1)

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The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas

  It is the beginning of May, 1587, and a man known locally as The Dragon is headed for Cadiz on Spain’s Atlantic coast. His mission is not peaceful. The act of sailing to Cadiz poses few challenges for this master mariner, who, ten years prior, had already circumnavigated the globe – becoming only the second person (after Magellan) to do so. But what … Read More The Dragon of Elizabeth’s Seas

Adoration of the One? II…

On Golden Decks

On sweet golden wood decked in yellow Is my love of ochre from you? A fantasy glimpsed in old posters A place where poor children are few ⦿ From a farther realm now you are calling Bright image, uncharted, at sea Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning Not timeless nor faded but free ⦿ Let me sail down to Rio within you … Read More On Golden Decks

On Golden Decks

On golden wood bedecked in yellow Is love of ochre gained from you? A fantasy glimpsed on old posters A space where poor children are few ⦿ From a farther place now you are calling Lost on the seas, uncharted, not gone Your home somewhere richer and darker with meaning Not glossy or gaudy nor stone ⦿ Let me sail down to Rio within … Read More On Golden Decks

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She of the Voice

 “Ra-bi-ya, Ra-bi-ya…” As she surveys the black and white squares of the court before her, the song echoes in her head, a beloved memory of time spent, long ago, with her mother, playing their hiding game among the orange groves in the gardens of the royal home. ‘She of the voice, the inner voice,’ had been the way they referred to her, later in … Read More She of the Voice

The Star of St George…

Stunning… from Stuart

Clueless…

The Silent Eye The past few days have seen us up to our eyeballs in research, planning and speculation. With the December Living Land workshop less than two weeks away, this was our last chance to get out in the field and check the details… so out into the fields and hills we went. We were lucky with the weather, in spite of the … Read More Clueless…

The Cat’s Bells

And you did not Grow up too soon The cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ The eyes that yearn For one more tune From the cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ Must gracefully turn To the quieter room From the cat and the bell And the boys in the moon ⦿ ©Stephen Tanham