“This far, and no further”, you said in your best matter-of-fact voice. There is no way to see how deep the water is, and what the darkness may conceal.
“Turning back is no option.” I can but agree with you, the choice is simple: face the hideous horde behind us, or jump, to a probable death.
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In conversation
The lonely come together
Deep-rooted thoughts shared
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The deeper I understand a life,
the deeper I realize,
Life is so easy and simple to live,
Be like a child,
Reblogged from Reade and Write:
I’m thrilled to host Sally Cronin this week on Reade and Write. Sally is the author of fiction, non-fiction, poetry, short stories, and an incredible wealth of blog posts where you can read about topics ranging from healthy eating to holiday customs to music and travel. She is also a tireless promoter of other authors’ works and is beloved in the blogging and writing communities.
She’s here today to discuss her latest release, Life is Like a Bowl of Cherries: Sometimes Bitter, Sometimes Sweet. If you read my Reading Round-Up two posts ago, you know how much I enjoyed the book. If you didn’t or if you need a refresher, click here to see my review.
Thanks very much Amy for inviting me over today and appreciate your support in getting my new collection of stories promoted.
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We had chosen to take a very long route home for one simple reason… there was something we wanted to see that was never going to be on our way to anywhere. So the possible three hour journey took us over ten, and all to see a stone… a single standing stone… but a stone unlike any other in the country: the Rudston Monolith.
It stands in the churchyard of All Saints, Rudston, in the East Riding of Yorkshire and is the tallest megalith in the United Kingdom. It is nearly twenty-six feet tall, and was, until the ground of the churchyard was levelled in 1861, five feet taller, with at least another fifteen feet of stone below ground… and possibly more. William Stukely, who excavated the site, finding many skulls, found that there was at least as much of the stone buried as now stands above ground.
The stone is around three and a half feet thick and five feet nine inches wide. It is thought to weigh around forty tonnes and is of a stone called Moorstone Grit. Because of the particular type of stone, it was not found here, but must have been carried to the site from either Cayton Bay, ten miles away, or Grosmont, nearly forty miles away.
The point of the monolith is weathered in fluted channels, in the way that we have seen at so many sites. In 1773 it was capped with lead to prevent further erosion, uncapped, then recapped again. If the stone had once come to a point, before the weather had its way, it would have been at least another two feet taller than it is today.
The stone was erected in the Neolithic period or early Bronze Age… no-one knows for certain. In Britain, the Neolithic period began around six and a half thousand years ago, with the change to the Bronze Age beginning around two thousand years later. It is thought to have stood here on its hilltop for around five thousand years. But facts and figures are not the whole story… and they are the least impressive thing about this stone.
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As children, we lose ourselves in play and the toys or games that give the play structure: a skipping rope, chalk to mark out a court, balls to kick and control… perhaps, now, a computer to enter a virtual world. As adults we inhabit a different world, and the entanglements of our earlier years may pay us a return visit…
The big red ball was heavy. It was a toy for a large dog, and we didn’t have one, so I felt justified. When you held it, there was strangeness to its mass, as though the density came from ‘another place’… Alien.
The only pet we had was a mangy old tom that my mum had rescued from an icy death one winter. I knew nothing of the world of dogs – my repeated requests for a collie falling on dad’s deaf ears… Looking back, I don’t blame him. I know now how much exercise those lovely creatures need… and it’s worth it.
Conceiving of the big red project had taken a while. The Norse legends, made modern in the context of an excellent book set in the sci-fantasy genre, had captivated me. I took the large meat skewer and set into into the middle of the glowing embers of the garden fire I’d been nurturing for the past hour. My personal ‘furnace’….
Both my parents were out… of course…
Continue reading at The Silent Eye
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Human languages have been developed
in order to describe and discuss
a common-sense universe.
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If we wish to think of the world as a continuum
we find that our traditional syntax and vocabulary are inadequate.
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First in this week…
Sue Vincent is the host ofThursday Photo Challenge
This week’s prompt ~ Deeper
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a sheer drop from old stone… a bridge, perhaps, or the battlements of a castle… there is no way to tell… Below is deep, dark water, swirling, fringed by autumnal trees…
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Step back from the edge
It’s not safe to go near
The drop is deeper than what you imagine
More dangerous than what you perceive
But how will I know what lies ahead
If I stop myself from taking a risk every time
How will I experience life if I just skim the surface
And never delve into the deeper meaning of life
Go ahead then, but proceed with due care
Indulge in adventure but with prudence
Living with reckless abandon may be exciting for a while
But living with its consequences is our bane
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#Keepitalive
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The human body is affected by the good or bad states of the human mind.
The existence of divine serenity or goodwill may be regarded
as one of the reasons why the world’s disease is not terminal.
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The ground in which the psyche is rooted is timeless awareness.
In the spirit, we are unitive knowledge of the divine.
Continue reading at France & Vincent
Welcome to the new #writephoto prompt! Because so many people asked about restarting the writephoto prompt, we are back… with a few changes… and I will continue it as long as I can.
Please visit last week’s prompt or the round-up post to read all the contributions.
Each week, on a Thursday morning, I will post a photograph from my archive along with a prompt word.
Use the image and prompt as inspiration to create a post on your own blog… poetry, prose, humour… light or dark, whatever you choose, as long as it is fairly family-friendly. Use the #writephoto hashtag in your title so your posts can be found across social media.
There is no word limit and no style requirements, except that your post must take inspiration from the image and/or the prompt word given in the title of this post.
Feel free to use #writephoto logo or include the prompt photo in your post if you wish, or you may replace it with one of your own to illustrate your work.
Please LINK BACK to this post, by leaving the URL of your post in the comments, so that I know you have posted and so that others can find your work.
Please click the links in the prompt post comments or the weekly round-up post to visit the blogs of other contributors to read and comment on their work.
The prompt runs from Thursday to Tuesday each week, so please submit your link by midnight (GMT) the following Tuesday (16th Feb) to give me time for the round-up.
What’s different?
Not much…
I will still reblog some of the posts as they come in, though not as many as before. I will try to maintain a round-up post each week in which I will share a little bit about the previous week’s prompt photo.
The main difference will be using the ‘Mister Linky’ widget rather than having to create a full round-up list every week… which will help me a lot as my treatment and hospital appointments tend to be on Thursdays… so…
To leave your link for your post:
Click the green Mister Linky logo below, entering your name and the link to your post (URL). Check the box to accept the privacy policy, then press enter… (If you have any problems, please leave your link in the comments.)
(When you click, it should look like the screenshot below, but empty and ready for you to fill in…)
Regular contributors are also still welcome to come over as my guest and introduce themselves (click here for details).
This week’s prompt ~ Deeper
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a sheer drop from old stone… a bridge, perhaps, or the battlements of a castle… there is no way to tell… Below is deep, dark water, swirling, fringed by autumnal trees…
Please note: This is an inclusive blog. Posts which are deliberately offensive, party-political or otherwise inappropriate will not be reblogged and links will be deleted.
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