Category Archives: The Silent Eye

And then I dreamed…

Posted on February 7, 2021 by Sue Vincent

I spent the night with friends… more socially distanced than any pandemic ruling could possibly require…. and I’m tired. I didn’t sleep as much as I would have liked and spent a lot of the night tossing and turning. That … Continue reading →

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Ambushed by Stone…

Posted on February 5, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Not content with capturing one rather large stone circle, under rapidly darkening skies, we set off in pursuit of another. Which was a mistake. For one thing, we got lost… * * And then we ran into this motley … Continue reading →

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North-easterly: Ringing a Pele

Posted on February 4, 2021 by Sue Vincent

There is something about a map, a proper, paper map, that makes a journey personal. We don’t tend to use sat-nav, resorting to such technologies only when cities force us to do so… and we had invested in a brand … Continue reading →

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North-easterly: Layers

Posted on February 3, 2021 by Sue Vincent

A short walk along the coast from Craster is another of the most iconic sights on the Northumbrian shore…Dunstanburgh. The castle has inspired artists and poets over the centuries; Turner and Girtin both painted the ruins, and so did I, … Continue reading →

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North-easterly: Pause for Thought…

Posted on February 2, 2021 by Sue Vincent

After Bamburgh’s glories, the simplicity of the tiny harbour at Craster made a welcome change. We had brought sandwiches rather than joining the rest of the party for a pub lunch… what little time we had could be used for … Continue reading →

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Siesta…

Posted on February 2, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Sweating hours. Quiescence lies like a crime. * The crack of dry twigs underfoot… startles! A tumultuous green-flash of thumping rampage. Dog legs. Baboon haunches. A luminous ankh arrows away. A way out to tree-stump. Continue reading at France … Continue reading →

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Going the Whole Five Feet

Posted on February 2, 2021 by Sue Vincent

There is a lot of discussion going round at present about the new era in spirituality, the new wave of esoteric thought and a coming age of enlightenment. Some of it deadly serious, some seemingly less so. Some may seem … Continue reading →

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North-easterly: Intriguing Anomalies

Posted on February 1, 2021 by Sue Vincent

Two things struck me as we entered the State Rooms to look around the public parts of Bamburgh castle. The first was that the collection of objects that were on display was vast, rich and deserving of much more attention … Continue reading →

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North-easterly: Sidetracked by Saints

Posted on January 30, 2021 by Sue Vincent

Few churches named after a saint have a historical claim to have been built by their namesake, but St Aidan’s church in Bamburgh is one of the few who have that right. The original church here was founded by St … Continue reading →

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Old Stones…

Posted on January 30, 2021 by Sue Vincent

* Built by the sea But not of the sea These enclosing walls… * It is a ‘Celtic’ thing The Spirit tied-to-tide And it is still understood By today’s Old Bones… Continue reading at France & Vincent

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