Category: #Silenti

Yard 17

Kendal has a network of old alleyways. I’ve written about them before. They form useful shortcuts across the town. A kind of ancient ‘worm-hole’ is how it feel when you’re striding along one, knowing that you’re shaving precious seconds off the normal time; or sheltered, collar up on the long raincoat, from the cutting wind and rain of a Cumbrian January. Yard 17 is … Read More Yard 17

Nine Keys (6): An uprising of Self

Our soul – likened here last week to a giant sail – is not the only occupant of our ‘interior’. At the fundamental level of our consciousness is a foundation of Being which is perfect and full of loving and potential… ‘It’ only needs a Soul for its completeness. Normally thought of as part of the soul, this layer of our true Self has … Read More Nine Keys (6): An uprising of Self

Parabolic Spirits

A friend and I were talking about parabolas; those strange curves which take a wide section of incoming light (or other electromagnetic transmissions) and reflect it back to a single point, concentrated. The radio telescope is a good example. The tiny radio waves from distant objects in space are bounced back off the parabolic dish to a ‘collector’. The two of us (on different … Read More Parabolic Spirits

Sky like a painting

It’s an effect I often try to achieve and seldom do. But on this occasion… Taken in Sedgwick on our evening dog walk last week. The dark July rain had relented, granting us a few hours of sunshine. The ‘washed’ feel of the landscape seemed to add to the feeling of something painted. And the clouds, well… ©Copyright Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is … Read More Sky like a painting

Nine Keys: (5) The Giant Sail

So far, we’ve looked at the development of the self – the ego-personality. We’ve seen how our ‘being’ arrives, entirely whole but naked to this world, at birth. It then begins to develop a protective shell as it finds its place in a world that is not entirely comforting. We moved on to consider the layers of perception, and how there is a fundamental … Read More Nine Keys: (5) The Giant Sail

This, July, Passing

A test, perhaps, to see who lives till August With mind and heart intact Boiled down, diluted, merged with wet earth In all its sodden tones, from dark to dank. A sense of did that happen? Pale shadows – memories starved of sun Recounting, beer or second wine in hand The glory of that ‘ May, then June, then… This ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen … Read More This, July, Passing

Insurgent Thistle

The come by stealth; just when you think the summer landscape is settling down for its slow decline to autumn… Aggressive, spiky green – enough to make you walk several paces to one side. The thistle knows how to make an entrance. But then that beautiful flower emerges; an inonimate shade somewhere between vibrant pink and soothing lilac. A wonderful paradox, reminding us that … Read More Insurgent Thistle

Nine Keys: (4) The edge of the known

We look out at the world with our eyes. There is a strong, conceptual basis for our looking. We look out from an in-here to an out-there. In other words, we locate ourselves – the ‘me’ – inside something that we regard as an intimate ‘home’, never seeing, perhaps for all of our lives, that we have created the division. The immediate effect of … Read More Nine Keys: (4) The edge of the known

Never go back?

Never go back! It’s a frequent admonition, reminding us that the world we find on our return may not have the magic it possessed at the time it was laid down, ‘shining’ in our memories. It’s often used in the context of a romantic involvement; the futility of attempting to recreate real emotion through place. But what if the going-back involved an early first-stage … Read More Never go back?

A Cross at Trearddur

It wasn’t what I was expecting to see in the middle of the beautiful curve of Trearddur Bay, one of the jewels of the island of Anglesey, off the North Wales coast. But the more I looked at it, the more perfect its setting – like the ‘collector’ at the parabolic point of focus of a radio telescope’s dish. And how fitting that image … Read More A Cross at Trearddur

Nine Keys: (3) the Fall

We seldom think about what it must have been like to be a new-born.Perhaps there is something uncomfortable about the image of being so helpless? And yet that first period of life – emerging from mother’s body in which we have been safely cocooned with all our needs met – is formative for the rest of the human being’s incarnation in matter. The way … Read More Nine Keys: (3) the Fall

Beyond the silver shore

And will we weep while mammon rages. Beyond that silver shore. Heated words in anguished cages Fading, falling, dew so slow Reflecting endless sea With mind that longs for other ages. —- ©Stephen Tanham 2023 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog