by Steve Tanham
For as long as there have been humans on Earth, we have sought to find answers. Wise women and wise men have been cherished throughout history for their ability to throw ‘light’ on complex problems and situations. In our modern age, more people than ever find at least comfort and, often, guidance in some kind of fortune telling. My grandmother used to read tea … Read More Divination – Art or Science? (1)
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by Steve Tanham
John Ruskin was the leading English art critic of the Victorian era. He was also an art patron, watercolourist, prominent social thinker and philanthropist. He wrote on subjects as varied as geology, architecture, myth, education and political economy. For the last quarter-century of his life, he lived at Brantwood – a house he designed on the shores of Lake Coniston. Despite this, one of … Read More Painted Pebbles in the valley of the Moon
by Steve Tanham
From Sue… The Silent Eye Locus iste a Deo factus est, Inaestimabile sacramentum, irreprehensibilis est. This place was made by God. A priceless mystery, it is without reproach. Anton Bruckner. I was talking this morning with a friend about the different directions that the spiritual journey may lead us and the effects that can have on a life… your life or mine. There is … Read More Where the wildflowers grow
by Steve Tanham
Misti: Morning, Tess! Tess; Morning, Misti! Misti: Fancy a groom? Tess: It’s a fine day… why not! Lick, lick, lick lick lick… Lick, lick, lick lick lick…. Misti: Can’t beat it! ©Stephen Tanham 2020
by Steve Tanham
37 The Dao abides in non-action but there is nothing it does not do.When the leaders abide,The myriad of things transform by itself;Transformed yet desire to act,I lead the community by not naming the simplicity of things;Without naming the simplicity of things, thus lead to no desire;Without desire, with tranquility,The world correct by itself. ——- The above is chapter 37 of Lao Tzu’s Book … Read More The Old One and the Gatekeeper (3): non-action
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by Steve Tanham
Human: We’re home now, shouldn’t you be facing the other way? Tess: It’s cool in here… Human: Aren’t you getting out? Tess: It’s May. It’s 22 degrees. I’ve chased the ball for an hour… No. Human: Fair point! Chicken? ©Stephen Tanham 2020
by Steve Tanham
The story of the Old One and the Gatekeeper told in Part One may be just that – a story. Or it may be the truth, turned into legend. Classical Chinese history places Lao Tzu as a 6th century BC contemporary of Confucius, and there are reliable records of their meetings. They were said to have great respect for each other’s work. But, beyond … Read More The Old One and the Gatekeeper (2)
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by Steve Tanham
I’ve written about it, before. The Saltpetre is a gunpowder store that was used to house the produce of the local gunpowder factory by the river Kent. The ‘black powder’ as it used to be called, was brought up through the village, slowly, by horse and cart – the cart having dressed wheels to help prevent sparks. There were many deaths in the village … Read More #ShortWrytz : The Time-Capsule
by Steve Tanham
Misti: “Tess! Spines are funny things aren’t they?” Tess: “Yes, Misti. But wonderful…” Misti: “I’ve been watching yours for a long time.” Tess: “Mmmm?” Misti: “And every time I blow on it, it ripples!” ©Copyright 2020 Stephen Tanham.
by Steve Tanham
The Old One crested the rise in the road and turned to look back at the land he had loved. If all went to plan, it would be the last time he saw his home. The breeze that should have been summer-warm was cold and frigid, yet carried the warm stink of corruption. He could no longer breathe its air. He had to leave; … Read More The Old One and the Gatekeeper
by Steve Tanham
The last time it happened, I was in Mexico, in the Mayan temple of Chichen Itza. After a long coach journey, and a beautiful swim in cold but crystal clear cenote, we had arrived at the fabled temple complex; and were lucky enough to have one the best guides I have ever encountered. He was of the native people and described – with great … Read More Shaman, viral… collective unconscious
by Steve Tanham
From Sue… The Silent Eye Shards of glass flew everywhere, surrounding my bare feet and covering the work surface with sparkling motes. The sun through the window lit the tiny fragments with incongruous rainbows. My hand, abused by a heavy day in my son’s garden, had refused to grip the slick surface. It was nothing much, a simple accident that would normally have passed … Read More It’s okay that it’s not okay
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