When I run out of road all I need
are mended words to heal my soul
I cross well-worn tracks
through new-mown wheat
Where whispering stones stand calling
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When I run out of road all I need
are mended words to heal my soul
I cross well-worn tracks
through new-mown wheat
Where whispering stones stand calling
Continue reading at Anita Dawes and Jaye Marie
Reblogged from London Traveller:
I had of course heard of the Cathedral in Santiago, but didn’t know about this astonishing building. The original Benedictine Monastery of San Martín Pinario dates from 6C and is named for the pines (pignario) in which the buildings stood. Today’s buildings mainly date from 16C, and the Monastery was closed in 19C during the desamortizacion.
The buildings dominate the Square of Inmaculada, facing the North Door of the Cathedral, and now include student accommodation (and a hostel during the holidays), a seminary, and offices. By the end of 15C this was the largest and most powerful monastery in Galicia and the second largest in Spain after the Escorial. Like many other religious establishment it closed during the ‘ecclesiastical confiscations’ of PM Mendizabal in the 1830s. Today it houses a seminary.

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A renaissance artist who achieved fame
and fortune by articulating the religious
doctrines of his mistress, a wealthy
Florentine dedicated to the church.
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At the height of his fame a schism betwixt the
two developed with Companella proclaiming
the ascendency of nature’s rule while his mistress
held to the purer geometric forms of God.
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never fear they said
just follow the path they said
no defeat they said
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A wise soul has quoted
A journey of thousand miles
Begins with a single step
Determined, Walk the less trodden path
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Sepia mornings
Breathing mist before the sun
Graced with dawn’s blessing
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Reblogged from Behaviour 101, some strategies that may help children and adults alike:

Image: Kat Jayne at Pexels
We are living in anxious times right now. Some children may be stressed, frazzled and overwhelmed by what is happening and the importance of looking after their mental health is paramount. Telling someone who is feeling anxious not to worry or to forget about it is not an effective solution. What we can do instead is focus on strategies that explicitly strive to reduce anxiety and strategies that are more implicit.
If you have a child who feels anxious, I would suggest you use your judgement based on their personality and interests and select either explicit and direct strategies aimed at promoting well-being or more subtle strategies that will help them settle without even realising it.
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Walking…And though we walk miles
to find peace in a world
where stability teeters
on the edge,
we follow a path
led by those
we believe in
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Gary continues his journey through Warwickshire’s folklore… the story of Alcock’s treasure reminded me forcibly of an old story about the treasure hidden beneath a Cistercian Abbey that I loved as a child…

Alcock’s Arbour from the north down Trench Lane.
On the A46 Stratford Road, on the left, going from Stratford-on-Avon in Warwickshire, is a conical hill known as either the Devil’s Nutting Bag, the Devil’s Nightcap or Alcock’s Arbour. It is more apparent visually though if you approach it from the Stratford Road/Trench Lane direction from the north, when it will be right in front of you.
The Devil appellations come from the legend that he was out gathering nuts one 21st September, appropriately known as the Devil’s Nutting Day: a rhyme from 1709 goes, “The Devil as common people say, Doth go a nutting on Holy-rood day”. Holy –rood day being the Feast of the Exaltation of the Holy Cross (21st September). Anyway he unexpectedly met the Virgin Mary. Stories vary as to what happened next. Some say that he was so surprised that he dropped the bag of nuts. Another story says that she ordered him to drop the bag of nuts. Whatever happened, the bag of nuts became the hill. A Warwickshire saying was that anything dirty or dingy was said to be as, “the colour of the Devil’s nutting bag.”
The Alcock name comes from a robber called Alcock who kept his ill gotten gains locked in a chest in a cave inside the hill. There are documents from 1480 which mention a John Alcock. A partly filled in hole at the base of the hill marks where this cave was. The treasure is still said to be there, locked in a chest, with three locks and with a cockerel on top guarding. Someone did manage to open three of the locks once, but go torn to pieces by the cockerel when he tried to open the third. It is said that if the cockerel is given a bone from whoever put him there, then he will relinquish the treasure. Some Roman coins were un-earthered there. Which might be the origin of the treasure story.

Alcock’s Arbour, immediately in front of it.
About the author
Gary Stocker graduated from Coventry Polytechnic in 1991 with a degree in combined engineering. He worked in civil engineering for nearly twenty years. For the last six years he has worked in materials science and currently works as a test engineer. His hobbies and interests include voluntary work, conservation work and blacksmithing. He is also interested in history, mythology and folklore and he says, “most things”.

How did your granny predict the weather? What did your great uncle Albert tell you about the little green men he saw in the woods that night? What strange creature stalks the woods in your area?
So many of these old stories are slipping away for want of being recorded. legendary creatures, odd bits of folklore, folk remedies and charms, and all the old stories that brought our landscape to life…
Tell me a story, share memories of the old ways that are being forgotten, share the folklore of your home. I am not looking for fiction with this feature, but for genuine bits of folklore, old wives tales, folk magic and local legends. Why not share what you know and preserve it for the future?
Email me at findme@scvincent.com and put ‘Living Lore’ in the subject line. All I need is your article, bio and links, along with any of your own images you would like me to include and I’ll do the rest.