longing for… Deepa #writephoto

long after it was heard no more –
the sound of my waiting,
the stars crumbled into my palms
like chocolate chip cookies,
the fireflies studded on my ears,
my vase cracked into two,

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Menorah?… Stuart France

Hanukkah Menorah Jewish Judaica Israel Vintage Brass Chanukah ...

Menorah as Chalice

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… The Book of Revelation can be described

as a book of arcane symbolism.

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It seems to me astonishing that such a work should have been

accepted into the recommended canon when so many

other far less controversial texts are regarded as apocryphal –

this word which now has connotations of spuriousness or falsity

is derived from the Greek word for ‘hidden’ –

Apocryphal works, then, can be regarded

as those books which possess hidden wisdom.

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Veiled ~ Di #writephoto

The Three Wise Ones gazed out through the veil of mist over a landscape that hadn’t changed in centuries.
Unlike their distant cousins Guardians of Haven Cove, there was no waterway here, just wide open and green spaces, a haven of a different kind for wildlife and Nature at her best.
The Eldest had seen about four hundred years more than the others, his flat top having weathered more storms than he cared to count. Now large birds of prey nested in what were his eyebrows, but he offered them protection, which is more than mankind ever did.

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Vandalism…

It was with sadness that I read of the damage once more sustained by Doll Tor in the last few days. The circle is a beautiful and secluded spot, hidden in a little wood and just far enough off the beaten track to ensure that its atmosphere of magic and mystery remains unbroken. Until the vandals come to play.

Doll Tor is not just a stone circle, it is a small ritual complex and part of a wider ritual landscape. It was built thousands of years ago in the Bronze Age… or perhaps even in the late Neolithic period. It is also a grave site, where those who were laid to rest within its care were sent onwards with dignity, reverence and gifts.

Many still visit and use the site with care and respect. We have explored its energies and effects in our own work and workshops… it is a remarkable and beautiful place. In modern terms, it equates to a place of worship, a small cemetery and a place of communion and celebration all at the same time.

And, in spite of it being a protected and scheduled ancient monument, some disrespectful idiots seem to think that, it is okay to move the smaller stones to build a fire pit in the circle’s centre and move one of the larger stones to make a seat. I have to wonder how they would feel if someone desecrated the grave of their grandmother… for that is, in effect, what they are doing when they vandalise these ancient places where our ancestors interred their dead.

Doll Tor has suffered at the hands of the uninformed before, but much work had been done to restore the site, as closely as possible after the depredations of millennia, to how it would have looked in the Bronze Age. This is important for the integrity of the site, as these places were constructed with care, aligning stones with other sites of importance within the landscape and with astronomical alignments too. Moving the stones out of alignment is like taking the cogs out of a clock and still expecting it to work.

This is, sadly, not a one-off occurrence. In spite of such damage being a criminal offence, many ancient places suffer from ignorance, lack of care and straightforward vandalism. Very many of our ancient places were damaged when Christianity took over, their stones cast down or used for building. One might have thought that we would know better now than to vandalise our own heritage and history.

In this country, we are fortunate indeed to have so many ancient places that we can still visit, freely and openly. There are few things more magical than to sit within one of these ancestral sites, surrounded by a silence broken only by birdsong and the whispers of the past. Whether we view them as sacred sites or simply as enigmatic relics of our distant history, they are places to be treasured.

To read more of Doll Tor’s history, our experiences at the site and the link between the land and its people, click the highlighted links. You can also read about Helen Jones’ experience at the site during one of our Living Land weekends.

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Dawn Uncertain Wakes ~ Goff James #writephoto

Reblogged from Goff James at Art, Photography and Poetry

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Daydreams #midnighthaiku

A place for daydreams

Melding sun and shadow’s fall

Held in nature’s heart

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I Want Your Stories! ~ Esther Chilton

Reblogged from Esther Chilton:

A few months ago, I ran a writing competition to win a copy of my latest book of short stories, A Walk in the Woods. I had some super entries and so, as it’s coming up to the sixth anniversary of the release of my first book of short stories, The Siege, I thought it was time for another competition.

One of the stories in The Siege opens as follows:

I didn’t know what had happened. Not at first. And then I knew.

I’d like your story to open in the same way. What happens after those first three lines is up to you. Your character could have woken up and not known where they were or perhaps they arrived home and the front door was wide open. There are all sorts of possibilities. Let your imagination go.

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Learning ~ Kitty #writephoto

Passing clouds sang a tale,

Of ever drifting and letting go,

I frowned at their fickleness,

While the mighty rocks,

Showed a strength of solidarity,

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Divination: Art or Science? (3) : The Blind Archer ~ Steve Tanham

The archer stands before our target. His skill is deadly; he never misses, but there’s a catch: he’s also blindfold… and he never speaks, except with his archery. No-one knows how he does what he does, but if you ask him a question, and with sincerity, he will fire his arrow at the target. The place where the arrow lands is his answer to your question.

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Thursday Photo Prompt- Veiled # WritePhoto

First in this week…

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Sue Vincent is the host of Thursday Photo Prompt

Welcome to this week’s #writephoto prompt!

This week’s prompt ~ Veiled

(For visually challenged writers, theimage shows a green horizon, beyond which the mist veils a hill topped with strange rock formations)

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There are secrets that lie hidden

Veiled from our eyes in mists

We sometimes live a shallow life

Uncaring and unconcerned with the deeper meanings

And deny ourself the satisfaction of knowing

Knowing what this life is truly about

Never looking deep enough into the curtain

To see what is right there in front of our eyes

Can you look into the mist and discern

The hidden truths that will unlock the mystery

That is life?

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