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The Entered Dragon (5) : a seat in the gods ~ Steve Tanham.

Continued from Part Four The stage is set. The feeling of expectation is deep. In the darkness of the auditorium, we cannot see those sitting beside us. The stage is dark, yet the darkness is not empty; in fact the … Continue reading

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The Entered Dragon (4) : the world within ~ SteveTanham

Continued from Part Three I know these posts, so far, have been intense. The picture painted by Carl Jung and his Jungian successors of our linked internal and external lives is a detailed and vivid one. We began by looking … Continue reading

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The Entered Dragon (3) : beauty and the beast ~ Steve Tanham

Continued from Part Two The dream continues… We are frozen, the dragon and I. He cannot be seen, as he is mirroring my every move, behind me. My fingers explore the tip of the spear, the only movement left… I … Continue reading

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The Entered Dragon (2) : dancing with shadows ~ Steve Tanham

This time the dream is different. I know the dragon is there, but can’t see it. But I can see the heavy spear on the ground in front of me… I bend to pick it up. Something moves behind me, … Continue reading

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Tango in the key of sorry ~ Steve Tanham

As the years pass, I continue to wonder at the marvel of human communication, and the sadness of how little we use its potential… The world appears to be full of conflict and strife. But much of it is happening … Continue reading

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The Old One and the Gatekeeper ~ Steve Tanham

The Old One crested the rise in the road and turned to look back at the land he had loved. If all went to plan, it would be the last time he saw his home. The breeze that should have … Continue reading

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Wisdom Breathes Out? ~ Steve Tanham

We seem to be wrestling with the recognition that an age is coming to an end, and that strange forms are filling the world with casual madness, behaving as though nothing hangs over, us; no piper calling for the line … Continue reading

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Voices in the Mist (1) ~ Steve Tanham

We had never been to the First World War monuments and graves in northern France. As a young man, I considered them part of a national mindset that glorified war. But, over the decades, that view was moderated and I … Continue reading

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The Whirlpool ~ Steve Tanham

Underlying image by Gordon Johnson on Pixabay It begins with a feeling… A feeling that something has fallen: like a vital bridge being destroyed. As it develops, you sense the landscape being stretched, allowing forms of life alien to your … Continue reading

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Urban phoenix

Civilisation The need for ownership breeds Contemptuous greed Accumulating desires Reassurance of status * Time will take its toll Breaking secure illusions Castles in the air Even the grandest vision To dust returns and crumbles * Raised and broken down … Continue reading

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