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Riddles of the Night: The Temple of Hewn Stone II

Continuing the story of a Silent Eye workshop in Derbyshire, in December 2017. Parts One, Two, Three, Four, Five and Six can be found by clicking the highlighted links. Traditional initiation ceremonies tend to follow a roughly similar outline. The … Continue reading

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Riddles of the Night: The Temple of Hewn Stone

Continuing the story of a Silent Eye workshop in Derbyshire, in December 2017. Parts One, Two, Three, Four and Five can be found by clicking the highlighted links. Just behind the Druid Inn and across the narrow lane from Thomas … Continue reading

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Riddles of the Night: Family fortunes?

Continuing the story of a Silent Eye workshop in Derbyshire, in December 2017. Parts One, Two, Three and Four can be found by clicking the highlighted links. Where silver trees have bent their bough O’er sleepy village streets, we go … Continue reading

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Facing Fear With The Silent Eye, Part 8 – Weird

Helen Jones I recently attended a workshop with The Silent Eye about Facing Our Fears, an extraordinary weekend spent among the hills and grey stone villages of the Peak District. It’s taken me a little while, as it usually does, … Continue reading

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Riddles of the Night: Templar Shadows (2) – Steve Tanham

Imagine a tiny village, just a few miles from a major Derbyshire town, yet unknown to most people passing by on the busy road between Bakewell and Matlock. The village contains an ancient mound of boulders of millstone grit layered … Continue reading

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The Druid’s castle..

We walked straight past the entrance, a tiny wooded track that looked as if it had been made by local children playing in the woods. Which is probably why we ended up forging through the undergrowth on a most precarious … Continue reading

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The Druid’s cure

The bug had well and truly taken me by the throat; if speaking was bad, swallowing was well-nigh impossible. Still, sitting around wasn’t going to help. “What about the Druid?” As good an idea as any under the circumstances. We … Continue reading

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