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Tag Archives: Ancestors
Circles Beyond Time ~ A Rock and a Hard Place
We left the standing stone and walked back through the gate onto the Edge. Normally we would walk back a different way, but the path is a morass at the best of times and it had rained a lot in … Continue reading
Anatomy of Evil… Stuart France
* We commenced our survey of St Michael and St George, many months ago now, by querying the notion that, according to a number of well known esotericists, in 1879 a great victory of light over darkness had been achieved. … Continue reading
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Tagged Ancestors, magic, mystery, Photography, psychology, spiritual journey
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Circles Beyond Time: Seeking the Seer
* The birds told me of your coming. Hawk and Raven follow you; sight and memory, soaring of wings and thought. I see you… tall and grey, small and red. I see the purpose in your step and know where … Continue reading
Going West: Pentre Ifan
It is a magical place. You are in no doubt of that as you walk along the path to the site. Hoary stones nestle in the hedgerow. Bluebells, those delicate woodland flowers that bloom only in spring, are blooming on … Continue reading
Posted in adventure, albion, Ancient sites, Books, Don and Wen
Tagged Ancestors, archaeology, history, megaliths, Neolithic tomb, pembrokeshire, Photography, standing stones, Wales
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An odd awakening ~ Running Elk
Reblogged from Stepping Stones: The first hints of sunrise were just appearing this morning, accompanied by the squabbling of gulls who were busy dive-bombing an unfortunate owl who had missed whatever cue serves to send owls back to the roost … Continue reading
One For The Mists ~ Na’ama Yehuda #writephoto
Her people came from the place where the mist rests on the turf and the ladder to and from the heavens can unfurl. It was where they all still lived. It breathes, mist does. The fog kisses the lungs in … Continue reading
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Tagged Ancestors, creative writing, flash fiction, fog, folklore, grandparents, Labor, Midwife, mist, orphan, peat, premonition, writephoto
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Wayland: White Horse… Stuart France
* But according to some, Wayland has far more onerous responsibilities than shoeing the horses of passing way farers… * A group of local lads were enjoying a drink one evening at the White Horse Inn, Woolstone, when an unknown … Continue reading
The mysterious Picts… and beyond ~ Steve Tanham
Three questions are asked about the mysterious Picts of the Easter Ross coast of north-east Scotland: Where did they come from? What was the meaning of their wonderful art – miraculously preserved in stone for us to explore, today; and … Continue reading
IndieAni Bones and the Chambered Tomb
If I thought the first part of the adventure had taken ages, the next bit seemed to take even longer. She says it didn’t, and that I was just getting a bit excited… but I don’t know so much. The … Continue reading