Category: Spirituality

Priest of the Sun II…

An extract from one of the readings during the Dorset weekend, created by Stuart and Sue. The Silent Eye Giant Hill, Cerne-Abbas * …We stop, looking out across the processional way… as the torchlight approaches. The sky is clear, and the Hunter’s Moon illuminates the white outline of the giant. From the Trendle comes the sound of drum beats… soft and insistent, an echoed … Read More Priest of the Sun II…

Patterned in Dorset (4)

He did not know how many were up there… Centurion Calogerus stared at the edge of the plateau above him. The vast hill-fort rose from the chalk lands below in what appeared to be a series of grassy layers. There were no walls that he could see. This would be quick… As the dawning sun of the year’s longest day crested the edge of … Read More Patterned in Dorset (4)

Magical Elements: Unfurling…

From Stuart…

Patterned in Dorset (3)

It is said that a chapel dedicated to St Catherine once stood on this hill, looking down at the little town of Cerne Abbas, below. The original St Catherine was a pre-Christian figure about whom very little is known. She was associated with the symbol of an eight-armed wheel – the famous ‘Catherine wheel’, remembered now in the name of a firework…. Those visiting … Read More Patterned in Dorset (3)

Patterned in Dorset (2)

The lovely little town of Cerne Abbas holds a secret that is easily missed. The idyllic streets, some with intact architecture from hundreds of years ago, are a delight. Although well-visited, it feels relaxed. The local people are friendly – something we have found throughout this gentle county of Dorset, filled with villages nestling into green and flowing hillsides. It’s the morning of day … Read More Patterned in Dorset (2)

Patterned in Dorset

I’ll leave the detail to they who planned this : Stuart and Sue. But, some real-time photos and narration will give a flavour of the Silent Eye’s 2018 pre-solstice weekend, here in beautiful Dorset. Dorset-based, yet our first journey was 18 miles north into Somerset, to the legendary South Cadbury site of the ‘Arthurian Castle, the site of an an ancient fortified settlement, and … Read More Patterned in Dorset

A Day’s walk?…

Originally posted on Stuart France:
* …”The why, is always the same.” “In order to connect, or to make whole?” “And in order to then participate in that wholeness.” “Which is connection.” “They call Glastonbury England’s ‘holiest erthe’.” “Perhaps that is why?” “Today, we look up to the night sky, and wonder, and dream of perfection.” “Or, at least, some of us do.” “Perhaps,…

Jewels in the Claw (viii)

Continued from Part Seven. He – the man with the packing cases – picks up his empty tea cup and begins to walk towards the small table near the entrance door of the large room in which the mystery play ran its course. It’s important that everything is cleared, he thinks; restored to how it was, pristine… Laughing to himself, he realises that he … Read More Jewels in the Claw (viii)

Young Courage and the Old Man

I have always resisted the use of the word ‘courage’ to describe people who are suffering. Suffering is horrible, but, alone does not equate to courage, though I have every sympathy for those going through it. The newspapers, tabloids in particular, have a habit of using ‘courage’ or ‘brave’ when someone is dying of cancer, for example. We need empathy, certainly, and a lot … Read More Young Courage and the Old Man

Stride by Stride…

Our midsummer weekend is rapidly approaching…

The odd couple

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
They came from… well, we never did find out where. Their history remains a mystery, but everyone agreed that Percy and his lady were an odd couple to move into the village. He was a handsome specimen, always dressed in his best. Stately… that is probably the best word to describe his bearing. At first glance,…

Jewels in the Claw (vii)

Continued from Part Six. The tea cup is empty, but he continues to hold it – lost, happily, in his reveries on the edge of what was the stage, the royal court floor… He looks down at the cup and then lifts it to toast the great lady from the Saracen world, an unfinished woman who surprised a Queen of England… or did she? … Read More Jewels in the Claw (vii)