Category: #Silenti

The shifting beach…

What I love about the beaches around Morecambe Bay is the way you can go back a day later and find them completely changed. Heysham Beach, near Morecambe, is a wonderful example. In autumn, the tides get stronger, and the landscape upon which you walk – often a liminal zone between rock and sand – changes with each tide. Which is good news for … Read More The shifting beach…

Beyond the Winter

It’s at this time of year, when the nights are long and the days short and getting shorter, that we turn our attention to a what could unfold in the spring – in the form of the Silent Eye’s May workshop. The idea is one thing, the success lies in giving it form and substance…and making sure that everyone there feels a creative part … Read More Beyond the Winter

Coming home – around the Abbey reservoirs

Originally posted on The Rivendale Review:
https://suningemini.blog/wp-content/uploads/2022/11/abbey-village-071122.jpg Abbey Village The gate to the war memorial at Abbey Village is locked. I usually visit in the week leading up to the armistice, to leave one of those little wooden crosses for my great uncle. He died in Mesopotamia in 1918, and is named on the column. He was one of the many sons of the…

Fishing for Golden Girls

There were four of them: best friends who grew up in the smoky old streets of Bolton, Lancashire, long before the leviathan called ‘Greater Manchester’ gobbled up anything that looked remotely prosperous. Bolton’s not prospering, now. It’s yet another ‘depressed former mill town’, though that blanket description completely masks the major contributions that Bolton – and many of the large towns near it – … Read More Fishing for Golden Girls

Long Tau Cross

I just love it when you’re looking to capture something artistic, as opposed to just landscape, and nature conspires to assist… There’s a long beach walk that links Rosemarkie, on the Black Isle, north of Inverness, with the lighthouse at Chanonry Point. Halfway along, the sun became so bright that its autumnal ‘long flat’ rays began to create a glare in my side vision. … Read More Long Tau Cross

Homage to Hopper by roadlight

One of my favourite artists is the American Edward Hopper. His ‘Nighthawks’ is a study in late-night loneliness, set in a bar/diner whose light is a stark and emotional contrast to the isolating darkness outside. He also painted isolated and often abandoned scenes, such as outdated petrol (gas) stations; again with a very ‘still’ emotional fascination. The figures within the bar still have barriers: … Read More Homage to Hopper by roadlight

Country Girl?

It’s a song by Crosby, Stills and Nash, written in 1970 by their new band member Neil Young, for the best-selling album Déjà Vu; the event that propelled them to achieve what the music world described as ‘supergroup’ status. Link. https://youtu.be/pWMyLDia6R0 It was a transformative moment for a sixteen year old boy-man who had just been bought the album as a Christmas present… But … Read More Country Girl?

Night beginnings…

I love images that pull you in and suggest what might follow… ‘The car behind had been gaining on her for the past few minutes, getting closer with every mile. How far was she from civilisation! Would she be able to outrun him…assuming it was a him!’ —- ‘He looked ahead and saw the car slowing… No! It had stopped. And he was hurtling … Read More Night beginnings…

Mind – mover of the Soul (4) Where is the World?

Where is the world? Is this a fair question to ask ourselves or some pointless intellectual game? A friend sent me a beautiful piece of writing, created by a Kabbalist teacher. The Kabbalah is a system I’m very familiar with, though the Silent Eye uses the enneagram as a map of egoic and spiritual consciousness, rather than the Tree of Life used by the … Read More Mind – mover of the Soul (4) Where is the World?

The Human Eye in Winter

Within the blood of life the love is colour: The lime-shine kiss of spring’s new fingers The rising sun, the heart of gold The mellow blaze as autumn lingers. And listens to the human eye in winter —- Dark path the seeming death that follows fall Pale exile when the tints have turned to bone A zero-state as life, slow-frozen, bares its truth: That … Read More The Human Eye in Winter

Stages of Mellow

I find the autumn has distinct stages, and that these are subtly different on the coast. I suppose the adjacent presence of the sea – with its residual warmth from the summer – has a modifying effect on the foliage of the trees, but this may be fanciful on my part. Either way, as colour fades, the intensity of shadows becomes more important; knowing … Read More Stages of Mellow

Mind – mover of the Soul (3) Seeing Pi and finding your birthday…

One of the most important things we do with our minds is to learn, yet we seldom ask: how do we learn things, and is it a single process? How do we learn things, and is it a single process? How do we learn things? We have to be careful to define what we mean by learning. The child or young student gains praise … Read More Mind – mover of the Soul (3) Seeing Pi and finding your birthday…