Category Archives: The Silent Eye

Mimir’s Bubbling Head…

* We seem to have finally lost the Hawks. The day feels somehow empty. But for Wen the day is still young and she is keen to introduce me to another chalk figure. This one is much later than the … Continue reading

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Making Waves

“I’ll do it.” I found myself with empty hands as my son took over, concern for my dodgy back making him move the heavy sack of soil. There will be many things he cannot help with as we begin to … Continue reading

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Little miracles

“It’s a wild violet. A bit scruffy… it has lost a petal… but still…” The tiny purple flower peeked out from between the stones we had piled up at the base of the weigela to cocoon the roots that had … Continue reading

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In Hack-Pen Hedge…

* Animism 1. Doctrine that the soul is the vital principle of organic development. 2. Attribution of conscious life or spirits to nature or natural phenomena. 3. Belief in the existence of spirits separable from bodies. * “There’s a large … Continue reading

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A silver cord

As soon as I was considered old enough to wander alone… a ridiculously young age by today’s standards… I would knock on the doors of the various elderly relatives that lived within a stone’s throw of home or school. Their … Continue reading

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The value of fluff…

Any journey has to start somewhere…and the only place you can start is at the beginning. For each of us, the spiritual journey will look very different… but at some point along the way, we all encounter what is known … Continue reading

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Twinkle, Twinkle…

* …St Lawrence on the Hill finally yields to our belated scrutiny after two unsuccessful attempts at entry and proves something of an enigma. On the one hand it is an old church on an ancient site and the energies … Continue reading

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A horseshoe nail…

For want of a nail the shoe was lost. For want of a shoe the horse was lost. For want of a horse the rider was lost. For want of a rider the message was lost. For want of a … Continue reading

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A sense of home

I spent the afternoon with my great grandparents. The fact that their ashes were scattered to the winds over thirty years ago seemed irrelevant. My home, a place they never saw, was full of their presence as the years slipped … Continue reading

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Found Mounds: Silbury’s Little Brother… Stuart France

* ‘…One of the stops we did manage to make on the way to our second ‘official sojourn’ in Glastonbury was, Merlin’s Mound. Now, Merlin’s Mound you might have thought would be a well-known tourist attraction boasting hundreds of thousands … Continue reading

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