Daily Archives: October 7, 2020

The Velehrad Dragons – Part Two ~ G. Michael Vasey

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey: If you read my blog about the earth energies at Velehrad inside the Basilica there and then our discovery of the two dragons overhead of that earth energy then you may … Continue reading →

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Circles Beyond Time: Seeking the Seer II…

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …You seek my eyes? Then see it all. Vision is the price of sight. You saw the flames, tasted the stench of burning flesh, the sickening lurch of hunger that smells meat in the fire, knowing it for your … Continue reading →

Posted in adventure, albion, Ancestors, Ancient sites, archaeology, consciousness, Don and Wen, History | Tagged alternative history, ancient times, past lives, vision | 4 Comments

Swords redrawn… #bookextract #fantasy

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Some years ago, I published a fantasy novel, set in the magical landscape of Yorkshire. It was initially written to preserve some of the stories and folklore I had learned as a child, wandering the moors with my grandfather. From … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, England, fantasy, fiction, Folk Tale, Humour, Landscape, Photography | Tagged esoteric fiction, Fae, giants, magic, Merlin | 8 Comments

For My Friend ~ Helen Glynn Jones

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

‘When you part from your friend, you grieve not; for that which you love most in him will be clearer in his absence, as the mountain to the climber is clearer from the plain.’ Ah, good old Kahlil Gibran, always … Continue reading →

Posted in reblog | Tagged absence, friends, friendship, grief, heartbreak, Kahlil Gibran, laughter, life lessons, Life's Journey, loss, memory, other realms, Tennessee Williams, warmth | 6 Comments

Rewriting the Wrinkles

Posted on October 7, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Oh give me a life on the open road! With my dog and a caravan.. Just my books, paint and turps and a canvas.. And skin with a leathery tan. Oh find me a place on a mountain! Where the … Continue reading →