Tag: mindfulness

The mystery of Intelligent Inner Fire

There is a mysterious fire within the human being. All of us have it, and it’s waiting to serve us … but in most, it is left dormant. The Alchemists named it ‘fire’, thereby hiding and describing it in the same definition. We don’t have to believe in anything mystical to experience it. It’s simply a part of what we are, and can be … Read More The mystery of Intelligent Inner Fire

Pale December Light

The fading light in December is a challenge. There is a temptation to ‘settle’ for a monochrome approach to taking shots; looking only for high-contrast situations. But there are opportunities for compositions that lend themselves to a limited spread of subtle colours. As a second stage, modern editing tools can be applied to bring out a small selection of colours as highlights – such … Read More Pale December Light

November beach at sunset : Haiku

Quickly grasp, before this Failing light sinks subtle eye Chill fullness stolen. ©Stephen Tanham 2023 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

Nine Keys: (5) The Giant Sail

So far, we’ve looked at the development of the self – the ego-personality. We’ve seen how our ‘being’ arrives, entirely whole but naked to this world, at birth. It then begins to develop a protective shell as it finds its place in a world that is not entirely comforting. We moved on to consider the layers of perception, and how there is a fundamental … Read More Nine Keys: (5) The Giant Sail

Presence: seed and flower (1)

Our Silent Eye Explorations group meets online via Zoom on the third Sunday of the month at 8 pm UK time. For April, our topic is Presence. We live in an age that takes a lot of ideas lightly, professing a working familiarity with such things as meditation, mindfulness and the idea of presence. Are these separate, or do they overlap and even interact? … Read More Presence: seed and flower (1)

All the world’s a stage…

We could imagine ourselves as a leading actor in a play. There are other actors, but we have something unique… The play is written around our character. We are the only performer who can describe the play from the inside – our ‘inside’. We infer that others can do this, but we have a unique perspective on our view of the play. We have … Read More All the world’s a stage…

The Talking Darkness #writephoto

This is in response to Sue Vincent’s #writephoto ‘Frozen’ and the photo above. He chose his moment to appear at the edge of the dark forest; the forest through which they had come on their murderous journey. The few that knew him used his ancient name: the Talking Darkness…. Anyone in the dark green shadows looking out to the approaching night would have seen … Read More The Talking Darkness #writephoto

River of the Sun, chapter 20 – The Waters of Thought

  River of the Sun, chapter 20 – The Waters of Thought It was a very specific power and Lord Menascare had never experienced its like, before. If not stopped, time had certainly been changed. No longer was there a uniform flow of things happening in a concerned – unconcerned way. Instead, the unfolding events were made into a running sequence, where the running was … Read More River of the Sun, chapter 20 – The Waters of Thought

River of the Sun, chapter 19 – The Return of the Silence

  River of the Sun, chapter 19 – The Return of the Silence Lord Menascare pushed with all his might at the edge of the damaged temple door. On the other side of the bronze olbong, Anzety, the high priest, did the same, though in the opposite direction. Both men were wet with the sweat of their efforts, but the discomfort had not diminished their … Read More River of the Sun, chapter 19 – The Return of the Silence

River of the Sun, chapter 18 – Rider on the Dawn

  River of the Sun, chapter 18 – Rider on the Dawn The marshlands by the great river gave way to the firmer, broken rock of the valley’s floor as the mule track climbed towards the far hills. The many trails fanned away on either side, as the possible destinations thinned to a single, rocky path. The great white horse did not slow in its … Read More River of the Sun, chapter 18 – Rider on the Dawn

Ben’s Bit, part 15 – Bolero

Ben’s Bit, part 15 – Bolero At first, I think it’s a memory of a dream – of that night when knowledge of the unknown Miss Goodnight, soon to be Golding, came into my life. The heels on the concrete corridor this time are tapping a slower rhythm. It passes my cell door, rendering me fully awake, then diminishes as she walks further along the corridor. … Read More Ben’s Bit, part 15 – Bolero

Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 54 – The Tower of the Red Figures

  Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 54 – The Tower of the Red Figures .Alexandra. There was a coffee, a rucksack and a small, red, paper person waiting for me when I arrived at Rose’s Cafe that last Monday morning. But no uncle John… The coffee was hot, so I knew he had been there. Besides, I could ‘feel’ his presence, even though … Read More Nine Deadly Sins with Coffee, part 54 – The Tower of the Red Figures