He was glad he’d listened at camp. Lost in the woods, he remembered how to make a debris hut, and in the failing light managed to gather sufficient branches and twigs to protect him from the wind. Rain hadn’t been forecast, but the temperature had certainly dropped and he was glad of his rucksack and emergency supplies, including a thermal ‘space’ blanket which would keep out the chill.
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Sue Vincent was a Yorkshire born writer, esoteric teacher and a Director of The Silent Eye. She was immersed in the Mysteries all her life. Sue maintained a popular blog and is co-author of The Mystical Hexagram with Dr G.M.Vasey. Sue lived in Buckinghamshire, having been stranded there due to an accident with a blindfold, a pin and a map. She had a lasting love-affair with the landscape of Albion, the hidden country of the heart. Sue passed into spirit at the end of March 2021.
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My pleasure, Di!
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Beautiful post!
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Di will be pleased 🙂
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