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A round of Roundhay
(📩 300 words, a five-minute read)

Roundhay Park in north Leeds. I had stepped in at short notice to drive over the Pennines to help ‘toddler- sit’ our grandson.
He was under the weather; possibly teething, and had been sent home from nursery. Dad – my son – was abroad on business and unable to return at short notice.

A well wrapped-up walk with the grandson in his buggy was in order; giving mum some precious time to get on with working from home.


Just me and the young lad, who, I’m told – and apropos of nothing – could play for Yorkshire at cricket, since he was born there. The rest of our Lancashire-bred family is, of course, distraught at the prospect.

Roundhay park is famous for its birdlife. The 700 acres boasts a huge lake as the centrepiece of literally dozens of walking routes.

The park is beautiful, and has over a million visitors each year. One stroll around it tells you why.

©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an intuitionally-guided journey from the state of conscious personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
There are two blog streams:
(mystically-oriented writing)
and
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And, far overhead, top right, in fact, Marjory ordered a gin and tonic…
©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, an online school of the Soul that provides monthly lessons, assignments and personal mentoring.
There are two blog streams:
(mystically-oriented writing)
and
(general interest, poetry, humour and travel)
(📩 740 words, a ten-minute read)

To enter a process of mystical training is often considered an intellectual experience, with limited connection to everyday experience.
In practice, the opposite is true. The everyday experience is the heart of the matter.
There is no finer example of this than the admonition, given early, to ‘experience, fully, what is happening to you, now.’
At first hearing, this sounds self-contradictory. How can we not experience what is happening to us?
Try it for a moment: fix your attention on a familiar object in your house. It doesn’t matter what it is. Take that apple over there in the fruit bowl….
Look at it, then really look at it. At first you’ll get a reaction from ‘the objector’ in your mind. Oh, not this nonsense again, it might say. I’ve focussed on apples and oranges a hundred times, before. It’s boooooring!
It is boring, for the first few seconds. The wandering mind doesn’t want its precious single point of attention limited like this. It wants to retain the butterfly nature that it luxuriates in, floating from one bright and juicy ‘fix’ to another. Why would it look at that apple (note the movement to enemy status, here). We’re now dealing with something that’s in the way of our freedom!
At this point, you pick up your hiking pole and whack it – the butterfly mind – and tell it that you’re serious about doing this exercise because you sense something important beneath it.

Return to the ‘apple’ and literally trap your own mind in its enduring state of reactive resistance.
Where did that come from? You initiated this search of the experience of the apple, yet a whole wave of resistance followed it…
The truth will make us think … deeply.
We are not really in charge of our minds. Instead, we have built up – or allowed to be built up – a whole set of layers of resistance to ‘deeper thinking’, most of which follows habit.
Deeper thinking isn’t our sole goal, but it is a gateway to it. We do need to be able to direct our attention, fully and at will, and the most powerful object of that attention is our experience of ‘the world’
We all know the power of habit. Often, it’s a brilliant thing. I don’t ‘really’ have to think about driving my car. After so many years behind the wheel, my mind-computer has developed a sophisticated and very accurate set of monitors and reactive processes that, basically, drive the car for me, allowing my attention to be brought instantly back into focus if something new or urgent interrupts my journey.
This is not inattention; it’s the human’s mechanism for not being exhausted all the time – which would be the result if we had to live in the hyper-attentive state, fear-driven that we needed when we were learning to drive.

So we can see the pattern. Our mind comprises layers of wonderful processing power which have developed during our lives. It has a very fixed view of its world, based on looking after us and streamlining what we need to focus on.
So what’s the problem?
The problem is that, as we get older and hopefully wiser, we want to delve into deeper states of our experience. Why? Basically, because before we leave this mortal coil, we have a deep desire to know ourselves, and we have seen that we don’t.
When we have this thought – and allow it. We feel an immediate connection with a deeper and neglected ‘layer’ of me.
What we know is the ‘habitual human’, many of whose characteristics are admirable … but now antithetical to our more sophisticated need to get to the truth of what we see to be our real existence.
In the next post of this ‘touch of experience’ series, we’ll grasp that enemy apple and go deeper – much deeper…
©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an intuitionally-guided journey from the state of conscious personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
There are two blog streams:
(mystically-oriented writing)
and
(general interest, poetry and travel)
(📩260 words plus photos. A three minute read)

Although we live on the edge of the Lake District, one of our treats, at the end of a cold winter day, is to drive south on the old A6 trunk road to Milnthorpe, then take the right turn to follow the River Bela along the edge of the Levens estate.

Ten minutes later, we’re in the small seaside village of Arnside. Ideally, we arrive with about thirty minutes of daylight left (currently around four p.m.)

which gives one of us time to run Tess on the shore while the other collects the pre-ordered fish and chips.

Shortly thereafter, with the car warming up further along the promenade, so we can watch the energetic tide race in or out, often twinkling with the light of Grange – across the estuary, while we eat our meal in hungry silence.

Somehow, it’s more fun in winter. But Arnside’s ‘chippy’ is justly famous all year round.
A simple pleasure … but wonderful. The opening photo may convey something of the atmosphere.
©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and post-processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
(📩 140 words, poetry, a four-minute read)

The last car, angry, leaves the sloping bank
Bullets from rubber as gravel flies
Inside, warring words, a hiss of parting
Then gone…
◽️◽️ ◽️
Devoid of jagged sound, our ears extend
The tiny hum of far-off workers’ journeys
Streaming home, their day is done
◽️◽️◽️
Save those last few miles, then softer, glorious home
A place to which we will return – in normal time
But this is not complete, nor here…
◽️◽️◽️
…And now, when light falls from darkening sky
And mercury melds the tidal ponds aflame,
The Collie’s eager call; the ball that must be thrown,
The simple sense of now; cold sea and harsher winds.
◽️◽️◽️
The inner glow that shines the silence of unsaid,
She watches me, hearing nothing, sensing all,
Brown love, golden, pierces my eyes
And once, again, the shore is hers … and mine.
◽️◽️◽️

©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an intuitionally-guided journey from the state of conscious personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
There are two blog streams:
(mystically-oriented writing)
and
(general interest, poetry and travel)
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The liquid depth of January
(📩 330 words, a two minute read)

I love to discover a scene that epitomises (for me) the main characteristic of each month. January is a particular challenge!
I took this one dangling the iPhone precariously over the safety railings of the village’s old bridge. As can be seen, the River Kent is in full flood, though not dangerously so.
In mid December, 2015, the ‘once in a lifetime’ flood waters came to within four feet of the road level. One hundred metres along the road the tarmac was six feet below the water’s surface.
Today, the river was energetic but stable. We get used to its background noise but it really does ‘roar’ as it adds another fraction of a millimetre to the depth of the gorge. The South Lakeland limestone here is mercifully very hard.
Advanced canoeists shoot these rapids. It’s quite a sight and not for anyone else. Occasionally, a police helicopter is seen hovering over this stretch of the river. It’s the nature of the gorge to reveal the body of anyone who has tragically entered the river upstream in Kendal… and lost their lives or been injured.
It’s deep, powerful and potentially ominous. But most of all, it’s Nature in January at its most potent.
The other side of the bridge reveals one of my favourite views. It’s a great vantage point from which to capture the melancholy ‘fullness’ of what can be a rather depressing month.
But not here…

©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from the conscious state of personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
There are two blog streams:
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and
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In the world but not of it (3) : True to Type
(-900 words; a ten-minute read)

Not ‘typing’ in the sense of my fingers tapping across this keyboard. Something else is conveyed, here: the idea that although we are each a unique example of walking, talking protoplasm, we exhibit patterns of behaviour that are so strong they can be ‘collected’ into groups – ‘types’.
Astrology is good example with which to explore the idea.
The notion that there is some ‘pattern and purpose’ to us as tiny beings living on a giant, partly-cooled volcano full of comet-donated life-giving water and rocks ground to soil over billions of years, and that this life is bound tightly to cycles that encompass behaviour as well as biology is a foreign one to science…
Its stance is that until it can understand the mathematical ‘nature’ of the mysterious vibrations that link us to the ‘stars’ (sun and planets), it will continue to pronounce it as nonsense…
Civilisation has a history of studying human behaviour for good reason. From saints to tyrants, it’s rather important that we comprehend the pattern of events exhibited by ‘types’ of people who might drastically affect our lives. We wouldn’t to hand a nuclear trigger to a child. Yet, I can think of a few world ‘leaders’ who have or are aspiring to that power, and have less emotional intelligence than your average nine year old.
We all know how a dictator behaves. We can chart the rise of his or her bullying and subsequent crushing of more gentle – and usually more intelligent, opponents. It begins and ends in violence, which is an obscene wound on the human soul.
Stanley Kubrick and Arthur C. Clarke knew exactly what they were portraying when the triumphant giant ape held up the bloody bone – the ‘first weapon – in the groundbreaking film ‘2001: A Space Odyssey’.
I went to see it nine times…

Thankfully, the public continues to believe in types and find them educational – as in popular astrology, which is oversimplified but continues to be looked on favourably. We like the suggestion that all Geminis are having a bad Monday; it reduces our isolation.
Most people don’t take astrology seriously, but in general it is considered fun and benign – leaving the professional astrologer as ‘wise counsel’ if something complex is happening in our lives. The key is that astrology on the fun level is not threatening, whereas other tools, such as psychological profiling, can be so, especially if their use is linked to our employment, as often occurs with tools like the Myer-Briggs ‘test’. The latter, and its derivatives, is often employed for the recruitment of key executives to deliver a reliable profile of who we are beyond any clever interviewing skills we may possess.
I vividly remember taking several such tests in my professional career, they were not relaxing events; and there’s food for thought in that, alone. How are we to truly measure a person’s suitability to ‘fit in’ (to a key team in a business organisation, for example) without seeing them at play? True, major corporates will have sophisticated ‘selection boards’ whose process includes social profiling as well as professional considerations, but these are expensive and only operate at the ‘top of the market’.
Typing may seem to be a modern concern, but if we extend our definition of it, we will find a very familiar example that has been with with us for nearly two thousand years.
When what was left of the Roman Empire adopted Christianity in the fourth century CE, the much more ‘mystical’ sects of the Christian Gnostics were persecuted and eventually driven out. Fleeing, some of them came to settle in the deserts of Northern Egypt in an ascetic monastic culture that we know, today, as the Desert Fathers.
The word Gnostic is derived from ‘gnosis’, a Greek word that means a higher form of knowing. To ‘gnow’ is to literally be at one with what is being contemplated. Truth is felt, not reasoned towards. The heart, which knows truth, becomes the organ of knowing. The gnostics practiced this, experiencing Christ as the ‘Christos’ or living presence within themselves. Their role was to perfect this presence as a lived and felt reality. In the form of the Desert Fathers, they devoted themselves to identifying the barriers to this inner love, a sentiment that exactly mirrors the famous Sufi mystic, Rumi.
“Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.“Rumi
The leader of the Desert Fathers was Evagrius Ponticus, referred to as a saintly man and teacher. His crowning work was to identify and categorise the behaviours that stand in the way of such inner harmony and union.
He described these behaviours as ‘eight evil thoughts’. They were gluttony, lust, avarice, anger, sloth, sadness, vainglory and pride.
Evagrius wasn’t writing for a general audience; he was instructing monks whose daily life was what we would now call ‘deep meditation’.
We have lost the context of ‘evil’ as used then. He was having a practical discussion with those dwelling in the inner realms of their consciousness about technique. These eight – whose exact number and nature has changed little over the centuries – became, under Pope Gregory in the sixty century, the Seven Deadly Sins.
And the typical modern reaction to that shows how far we have drifted from its initial intentions.
Really, these ‘evil thoughts’ were the known world’s first classification of psycho-spiritual types, and were, much later, to profoundly influence the journey of spiritual psychology into its modern and far-reaching forms.
In the next post, Part 5, we will examine how these ‘deadly sins’ actually describe the psychological kernel of a typing system that describes the modern spiritual journey; and look at how a miracle of discovery in the desert brought us a lost Gospel directly influenced by the mystical monks of that era.
“Until you make the unconscious conscious, it will direct your life and you will call it fate.” C.G. Jung

To be continued in Part 4.
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Other parts of this series:
This is Part Three
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©Stephen Tanham 2024
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer, mystical teacher and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
(-790 words, a five minute read)

There’s nothing like having a good rest from blogging to make you think about what your blogging life should be like.
I’ve been musing for the past three weeks – between Christmas family warmth and New Year’s ‘Auld Lang Syne’ – about the nature of blogging and why we do it. Reading others’ similar reflections has been instructive.
The new year is a good time to consider such ‘housekeeping’, though, apparently, a bad time to physically clean the house. The Christmas break is just that: a chance to step outside of the blogcadian rhythms that govern us – pretty sternly if other writers’ observations are anything to go by; and there is no finer source of feedback than one’s peers.
What we produce will determine how we go about it. I’ve created several self-published books (Amazon), but most of them were done in the early and heady days of the Silent Eye. Sue Vincent was our nominated ‘publisher’ and all one had to do was send her the MS and await international fame. She is missed… as is the international fame.
So, equipped with a new technique of ‘personal inquiry’, I sat down and let it flow… Looking deep for the reasons behind the reasons.
In no particular order, this is what came back.
1. I write because I want to. It feels good to write; but I also know when I’ve written something good and sometimes, not so good. The problems come when it’s late at night and I realised the confused 1500 word ramble I’ve just spent five hours editing is not sufficient…
2. It’s a creative discipline – and good things come from such focus. Rhythm carries energy with it, which flows in cycles – like tides. As in the old adage “A tide taken at the flood leads on to fortune…” Looking back on my time as a blogger, I feel good that I’ve kept my nose to the grindstone for a considerable length of time. But that adds weight to the need to review what I do and how I do it. Simply ‘carrying on’ sidesteps what could be a wonderful opportunity for a personal refining process.
3. This is a big one: blogging keeps us in a community of fellow bloggers. Not all may be book writers, some may be happy with a life producing their own ‘magazine’ on a regular basis. If so, this further emphasises the importance of a regular cycle of publication. For me, the idea that blog posts can be the equivalent of a good magazine article is important, and provides a model to aim at.
4. We should never forget to entertain. People keep reading our words because (a) they like us, and (b) they feel either warmth, humour or companionship from what we write. That’s a complex mix and does not readily accommodate a ‘one size fits all’ approach. How to work with this is a challenge.
There are some simple practicalities here. Taking poetry (which I love writing) out of the mix, I know from many years experience that my most popular blog posts have been between 500 and 900 words. Longer ones may well be of interest to a few people looking for greater detail, but isn’t that the role of a book, or at least a series of posts?
I have ambitions to return to book-writing, but we’ll see. This is about blog posts published twice or three times per week. That’s a lot of writing, and I need a coherent plan. In this endeavour, I’ve decided I need to model the work on what I would find attractive elsewhere. Someone buying a technical mag is probably happy to find instructive articles of several thousand words, but that’s not what we typically do.
Really, we keep in touch by blogging, don’t we? A group of online friends and ‘colleagues-in-writing’. My posts need to reflect this. 500-900 words is just fine and will be central to my future plans.
Also, I think we should tell people how long it will take to read. I’ve seen this used, before – in other channels, like Medium. It’s polite and helpful. Subjective, but in a constructive way. I did it for a while but dropped it. It can only help, so I think it’s time to revisit,
So those are my thoughts. I’m happy to be back at the keys. Those few weeks away from ‘tap tap evenings’ have been a tonic, and have made me focus on what’s important and realistic. But they’ve also made me realise how important regular blog-writing is.
I’m looking forward to seeing how this evolves in 2024, as I know my fellow bloggers are with their projects.
Let’s keep in touch!
©Stephen Tanham 2023
All photos taken and post-processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

There was something of the celebrated children’s story ‘The Ice Queen’ about the beauty of the white formation of swans gliding towards me across the mercurial waters of the upper pond in Roundhay Park, Leeds.
Saturday, and we were making a delayed New Year visit to our young grandson. Always a challenging journey at this time of the year – along the frozen A65 across the ups and downs of the Yorkshire Dales national Park.
Ice may lie around any corner…
But it’s worth it to see the joy in the eyes of young lad when he spies his grandad and nana emerging from the road-salt covered car.
©Stephen Tanham 2023
All photos taken and post-processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog

With this post I’ll be signing off for the rest of 2023 and the first week in 2024.
I’m sure we all need a recharge, and I find the festive season a good time to switch off and lie fallow for a while…
The image above is a montage of two of my recent photos. I liked the way the warm bits reveal themselves in the Christmas foliage; there’s something of a ‘Dutch Oil Painting’ about the colours.
If you find it pleasing, and are short one image, feel free to download it…
Warm wishes to all who read my blogs – here and on the Silent Eye website. Thank you for your company, support and friendship this year, and may we share a fulfilling 2024.
©Stephen Tanham 2023
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
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Sodden

Sodden, like a soldier’s backpack
hauled across the final freezing mile.
The face of one determined
To outlive, within an icy smile.

A green chord, stroked arpeggio
Denied its solemn tone
But knowing minor E contains
The fire in flint and spark in stone.

The forest, bright with inner flame
Disguised in mud and weeping bark
Waits, silent, dripping, lost in time
A holding womb, a stilled and silent ark.
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©Stephen Tanham 2023
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an emotionally-guided journey from personality to the awakening of realised personal Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
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Metanoia and Light from Darkness

This Sunday (17th December) sees the last of our Silent Eye Explorations zoom meetings for 2023.
It’s been a fascinating year, and we mean to end it with a special event which will combine a guided mediation on the subject of ‘metanoia’ with a visualised, mental and emotional odyssey to two sacred places on the mystical and ancient Orkney islands.

We’re going to supplement the verbal guidance of the meditation by including photographic images of the locations, taken on previous in-person trips.
First, though, we have to get there…
The waters of the Pentland Firth – the whirlpool ridden stretch of water than connects the north-eastern tip of Scotland with the group of islands that make up Orkney – are treacherous, and the meeting place for competing currents from two stretches of ocean.
Dangerous whirlpools are common…

We may find the ferry from Thurso to Stromness on Orkney has some surprising passengers on board. They may have a message for us.
Our ferry to Orkney will take us past the dramatic Old Man of Hoy, famously the site (1967) as one of the first such televised climbs of what had previously been considered an unconquerable ‘sea stack’. Those of a certain age might remember this BBC programme in black and white – broadcast over several days – from their childhood.


From Hoy, the remaining journey to The Mainland of Orkney is matter of a few miles. We will enter the vast inshore area of Scapa Flow – the home of the navy battle fleet during WW1 and WW2.


Arriving at the main port of Stromness, we will be greeted by a familiar figure whose role is to escort us, safely, to the magnificent Ring of Brodgar stone circle.

There we hope to be greeted by one of its famous sunsets, and refresh our spirits in this beautiful place surrounded by Orkney’s ever-present sea inlets…

Our day will end within a secret chamber… there to watch the setting sun from its temple interior… and await the night. No more can be said, here… about what follows.
But you’re invited to join us and take the experience – and the journey to the magical land of Orkney.

And Metanoia; what is it? The word has come down to us as a translation of the original biblical Greek. The scriptures continue to include the incorrect translation of ‘repentance’; but language scholars have agreed for over a century that the real meaning of metanoia (μετάνοια) is a change of mind, literally, to see things differently.
How will all this come together at this time of the Winter Solstice, a time of great importance to the ancients minds?
Come and join us to find out…
Contact: simply send us an email to Rivingtide@gmail.com
We’ll send you back a Zoom link for 8:00 pm on Sunday 17th December.
©Stephen Tanham 2023
All photos taken and post-processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers a mentored, journal-based journey from personality to the awakening of realised Self and its world of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog


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