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About Sue Vincent

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.

Her Reflection ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

She walks along the dunes. There had been very little time away from others. So very few opportunities to be alone. She needs this more than air. Morris agreed to keep an eye on the children. They were not enthused. … Continue reading →

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IndieAni Bones and the Thunder Stone…

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

We had barely got in the car than we were out of it again. Just a mile or two down the road to a tiny village and she was looking for somewhere to park. Now, I have to say that … Continue reading →

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Silvery Serenity ~ Balroop Singh #writephoto

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Drowning in watery wails I try to clutch the waning light My eyes wander in a wild pursuit Knowing not what they want. What is this weird place? Silver glistens in the sky Lending its sparkle to waves Not a … Continue reading →

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Oneness #writephoto

Posted on June 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Symbiotic rite Life and death walk hand in hand Nourishing beauty

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Tails from Westley Piddle: Henry ~ Part Four, from Zozo and Jools at Usual Muttwits

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Continuing the saga… click the links to read part one , part two and part three… “webothagreed,mrStevens,nodogsallowed” Revlegs whips off the cover from Halfleg and GitOrrf! Hold on mate, it’s freezing “whaa?” Halfleg slurs “howdid’that’muttgetthere?” “right,that’sit!” Gitorrf! is in the … Continue reading →

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Life Dreams ~ Anjali Sharma #writephoto

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Sitting by the shore, I think of my dreams. Staring at the sky, Everything looks fascinating from this eye, As if a Dream has come true. Existence is difficult play, As the sagacious say… the world is an action park. … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXV: The Templars and the Lawless Church…

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Our hotel the previous night had been just off the main highway across Bodmin Moor… a perfectly good modern road that would take us where we wanted to be by a fast and direct route. We were never going to … Continue reading →

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Silver ~ Lee Ann #writephoto

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

A silver light in the distance sparked her curiosity. She heads towards it without hesitation. She arrives at a small lake with a silver reflection from the light of the moon. She gazes into the rippling waters wondering how it’s … Continue reading →

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Quicksilver ~ Iain Kelly #writephoto

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Shimmering silver on the sand, the last chance to grasp it. Too late, it recedes and is gone, disappearing into the distance. Once it had been gold. Then, oil. Now it was water. The most valuable commodity in the world. … Continue reading →

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In the shadows

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I woke from little sleep to glorious sunshine and crawled blearily from my bed, which seemed the most comfortable place in the world at that moment, even though it might as well have been a bed of nails the night … Continue reading →

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