by Steve Tanham
Two poems for the coming Solstice. The first is The Iron Hand from Barbara Walsh, who is in the process of establishing her own WordPress site: The Iron Hand The iron-hard earth imprisons life below Cold darkness, gripping life that glows But not to conquer or destroy; That life now sleeping waits to grow Till winter’s touch so cold yet needed. Releases gentle fingers … Read More Two for the Solstice
by Steve Tanham
From Stuart… The Silent Eye * One of the ‘hardy perennials’ on many of our workshops is the thorny problem of intent. Thorny because much of what we now see may not have been originally intended by the erstwhile perpetrator or perpetrators, yet some of what remains most definitely was! On our recent sojourn around Cornwall, having been cruelly divested of our guide book, … Read More Being Beyond Seeing…
by Steve Tanham
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
by Steve Tanham
From Sue. Part two of the Penrith weekend The Silent Eye Penrith is a lovely old market town with narrow alleys and some wonderful old buildings. Sadly, we would not have time to do the place justice over the weekend, but at least we had a glimpse as we walked to our next site, the Parish Church of St Andrew. The church itself is … Read More Full Circle: Fragments of home
by Steve Tanham
Sue’s definitive introduction to the recent Penrith weekend… The Silent Eye In spite of the rainbow that had greeted our arrival in Cumbria, the skies looked none too promising as we gathered beneath the shelter of the park gate in Penrith. The chill winds of December had brought showers, but at least, for the first afternoon, there would be a little cover. We could … Read More Full Circle: Finding the way home?
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by Steve Tanham
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
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by Steve Tanham
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
by Steve Tanham
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
by Steve Tanham
Returning home after a long trip, I am always taken by the sheer ‘energy’ in a British landscape. It may be adversarial with cold and rain, but it shakes the soul into a different kind of wakefulness. The leaf-stripped trees are the most potent symbol of this for me. There, framed in total contrast, are living symbols of growth, of organic process, of four … Read More The love of Winter trees
by Steve Tanham
Even from a distance, it separates itself from the landscape that gave it birth. After two hundred million years, its many faces continue to laugh at the sky – in the defiant way that large rocks often do… or perhaps it is long-lost love… Its act of separation is not one of colour, for the hues are not dissimilar to those around it on … Read More Remarkable Rocks
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