Tag Archives: Mythology

Field of Sheaves: Directions…

Posted on October 12, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …But first the directions… Wen decided to ignore them completely and find the stone by way of Mr Pre-Science-Man which proved to be spectacularly successful only, of course, she did not tell me that this was her plan and … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves: Finding…

Posted on October 11, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …But first to the finding, which was not easy and which though I am utterly loathe to admit it, was down to Wen. I should have known then. Turning up on my patch and finding things! Still I suppose … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves…

Posted on October 10, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …I have a bad feeling about this place. But Wen insists, and when Wen insists… not even graphic descriptions of the steepness of the hill itself could deflect her… so here we are… half way up the climb… resting … Continue reading →

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The Shreiking Womb: Binding

Posted on October 5, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Deirdru didn’t pine long for soon after that Neesh was out alone on the ramparts of Emain.   Deirdru slipped outside and passed him by. “Why, that’s a fine heifer going past,” said Neesh.   “The heifers grow well … Continue reading →

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The Shreiking Womb: Neesh…

Posted on October 4, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …So, Deirdru was kept in a place apart until she was ready for Connavor’s bed. * No one was allowed into her enclosure save her foster-mother, her foster-father, and her nurse maid, Leborcham, the satirist. * One winter’s day … Continue reading →

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Bull-Coyote: Other…

Posted on October 1, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Buffalo-Bull threw Coyote high into the air with his horns. When he came back down to earth Coyote was a Buffalo-Bull. Bull-Coyote wandered off into another field eating grass to his heart’s content and satisfying his hunger. Just then, … Continue reading →

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Bull-Coyote…

Posted on September 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Coyote was going along… As usual he was ravenously hungry. He passed by Buffalo-Bull and noticed his size. ‘No lack of sustenance there,’ he reasoned. “Couldn’t you make me into a Bull?” asked Coyote. Buffalo-Bull ignored him. “If I … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: Heaven ‘n’ Earth…

Posted on September 20, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, The more you look back, the more you see of the origins of so many of our traditions and mythologies… all rooted in the same, very human, questions. I like ‘enchanting the mind’. I wonder if our desire … Continue reading →

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Dear Wen: Heaven ‘n’ Earth…

Posted on September 19, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Wen, ‘An older tradition’ is always a good place to start, and ‘ponder’ certainly has a watery aspect to it, though ‘charming the mind’ should, perhaps, be enchanting the mind… It is clear that the ancients had a far … Continue reading →

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Dear Don: ‘lunatic fringe’…

Posted on September 14, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, As a proud member of the lunatic fringe, anything I might say would be complimentary. Seriously, if thinking for yourself… even being at a tangent to reality… gains you that epithet, then I just wish there were more … Continue reading →

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