Category: #Silenti

The rotating blade of meaning (3)

For this series of posts to make sense – and be spiritually useful in our lives – it must challenge the way we see and therefore ascribe meaning to situations. That challenge must also apply to what we are, as well, since how we used to see, in innocence and wonder, lies, now, below the surface of our active adult consciousness, yet comprises its … Read More The rotating blade of meaning (3)

The rotating blade of meaning (2)

In Part One, we looked at how Arthur M. Young, a brilliant engineer and inventor, was fascinated by the ‘act of knowing’, and determined that there were four stages to this central part of our consciousness. This can be illustrated by the following search for what might be termed a ‘geometry of meaning’ in the act of seeing something: There is a rectangular-shaped object … Read More The rotating blade of meaning (2)

The Wolf and the Setting Sun

Like knowing thought inclined to action Creates ‘me’ when the job is done So must I trust the light That pulls me where the photos are To stand beneath the ancient wolf And howl at the setting sun ©Stephen Tanham

The rotating blade of meaning (1)

  You have probably never heard of him. He was an engineer by training. He was the primary inventor and developer of the Bell helicopter, which made the promise of point to point flight a reality – though it had been discussed for centuries beforehand. This inventor, engineer and scientist was from an age when a few scientists could still challenge the overall approach of … Read More The rotating blade of meaning (1)

Orphans of Summer

Orphaned shoots of summer’s fullness Sway high in January’s blue Like gifted children graced with wisdom Defying winter’s hidden fury Escaping falsely changing hue ➰ Against the black we could not see you Yet, dancing in the violent storm Your gentle tips flowed round the deluge Untouched by night’s electric harm A younger magic, bold and warm ➰ But, come the day when icy … Read More Orphans of Summer

Becoming Nothing

‘Become Nothing’ He didn’t use those exact words but that was the meaning of what he wrote. The words were suddenly there in the moment in my consciousness… and I knew they were right. I had been reading a piece by Krishamurti – that fearless enemy of dogma, and proponent of the individual’s right to find their own spiritual path. It does involve a … Read More Becoming Nothing

Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

By wind and mere and rippled flow And water’s mirror, sunlight’s glow To farther hills whose skin embraces Touching sky with changing faces Who sees the round but loves the whole And wrestles with that spirit’s capture Here sits the poet, lost in rapture ©️Stephen Tanham Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find … Read More Here sits the poet, lost in rapture…

The Mind Tree

It’s little more than a hillock A green slope, with mist Until the sky rips open And something unseen Reaches down To ink a drawing of The possible Then mind, seizing itself Creates the living tree ©️Stephen Tanham Stephen Tanham is a director of the Silent Eye School of Consciousness, a not-for-profit organisation that helps people find a personal path to a deeper place within … Read More The Mind Tree

The Modern Mysteries

The ‘mysteries’ have been with mankind as long as we have existed. They are a collection of paths that take us inwards; restoring a sense of self deeper than that which reacts, and showing us that mankind is much more than a biological animal – though animals, and their focus on the ‘now’ have much to teach us, too. The reason these paths work … Read More The Modern Mysteries

Hands of the Future

It was cold, very cold on that Friday… just five days ago. Across the road, people were trickling out of the railway station and along the busy main road through Penrith. Three hours from now it would fill with commuters both leaving and arriving in the Cumbrian town on the main west-coast line to Glasgow. But not yet… “Full Circle: Finding the Way Home’ … Read More Hands of the Future

Whispers of Babylon

It is unlike anything you’ve seen before. If you were raised, like I was, on sci-fi, you’ll recognise the soaring structures that look like other-worldly trees; whose job is to be a framework for a vast array of green life embedded in the vertical lattices. Those paintings were by Christopher Fosse, whose futuristic artwork graced the covers of many of the sci-fi novels of … Read More Whispers of Babylon

Antipodean Fragments: Harry’s Cafe de Wheels

In the old black and white photo, the colonel is eating… a pie. He’s more associated with Kentucky’s fried chicken, but here it’s a pie. It was taken a long time ago (1972) and the iconic fried chicken man is clearly enjoying himself doing something different. The Colonel’s faded picture is mounted on the silver walls of an amazing creation in front of us … Read More Antipodean Fragments: Harry’s Cafe de Wheels