Daily Archives: November 6, 2020

The Dowser and the Magician ~ G. Michael Vasey

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Reblogged from The Magical World of G. Michael Vasey: I was the guest of dowser and house healer, Tim Walter recently. Despite a few internet issues, we made it through a laughter-filled and quite joyous chit chat about magic and … Continue reading →

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Solstice of the Moon: Circle of Timeless Light

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

A few stars twinkled above Inverurie as our group gathered for dinner. It wasn’t even raining much. That probably explains why, some time after nine o’clock, when the moonless night had well and truly fallen, four people would once again … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: But ‘n’ Ben…

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, The odd thing is that although the starting point for Erin made absolute sense at the time… I can barely grasp how at this point. Not because I can’t see how… but the crystal clarity of the moment … Continue reading →

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The Alchemists: Fulcanelli… Stuart France

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

This skyscape no longer exists due to renovation and the recent fire at Notre Dame Cathedral, Paris. * ‘There are deeper secrets in stone than in iron.’ * It is not to everyone’s taste. Some respected proponents of the Western … Continue reading →

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Darkness

Posted on November 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Cries wake the sleeper Dark dreams like carrion flies Serving their purpose Impinging on consciousness Picking the bones from the night * Hidden fears unveiled Dawn laughs at their illusions Become transparent Ephemeral monsters flee In the clear light of … Continue reading →