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The Art of Dark Leaving ~ Steve Tanham

It could equally well be titled ‘The dark art of departure’, I suppose, but, in this case, it’s not the act but the leaving which is dark… At the time of writing, we are about to leave Sydney, aboard a … Continue reading

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What do you see..?

An email came in from one of the Silent Eye’s Companions. He was wondering about our perception of the world around us, saying that we walk through our days not really looking, because we are so used to our environments … Continue reading

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My minds waterfall ~ Janette Bendle #writephoto

Close my eyes Take me somewhere Peaceful and serene A journey in my mind Somewhere I’ve never been Continue reading at What She Wrote Next

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Comfort zone…

I felt a tad fragile and the thought of sitting in front of a bright computer screen had no appeal at all. I could have done the ironing, I suppose, but there was no hurry. I could have cuddled the … Continue reading

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Wayland: The 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

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Principles of Fire (1) Faith in Belief ~ Steve Tanham

The three Directors of the Silent Eye – Sue Vincent, Stuart France and myself – are usually the nucleus of a monthly ‘management’ meeting held at a friend’s house in Manchester. We have begun a process of reviewing the core … Continue reading

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WHAT’S UP DOC? Lines of communication III…

* … Bugs… The small rabbit came closer to his companion, lolloping on long hind legs. “Let’s go a bit further, Hazel,’ he said. “You know, there’s something strange about the warren this evening, although I can’t tell exactly what … Continue reading

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OK – so there is no point. Now what? – Jeff Grant

Reblogged from besonian:  I never managed to figure out what organized religion was actually about. It wasn’t for want of trying. I wanted to know. From almost as far back as I can remember, I’ve had a deep sense of there … Continue reading

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There’s even an app for that…

The air was redolent with incense with a vague hint of coffee and Indian chai masala. Outside, the birds were singing in the unexpected sunshine. A monkey screeched from the depths of the bed covers, stopping the conversation in mid … Continue reading

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The heartbeat of eternity

Peering at the faded remains of a dark ‘instant’ photo from the seventies, I felt both close to and distant from the young woman silhouetted against the fence. Her future is my memory. She was still a schoolgirl, yet to … Continue reading

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