Tag Archives: ritual

Living Lore Reblog: All Hallows Eve ~ Running Elk

Posted on October 30, 2019 by

Reblogged from Shamanic Paths: It’s almost upon us. That most Scottish of warding traditions, which, having crossed the Atlantic, has returned, a wee bit sullied, yet nonetheless popular. Marking the end of the summer and the beginning of winter, the … Continue reading →

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Full Circle: Sunset

Posted on December 30, 2018 by

After our recent workshop in Cumbria, we took the last of our companions back to Castlerigg for the sunset. It would be our third visit of the day…and three is a magical number. The three gentlemen who had been there … Continue reading →

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Full Circle: The final curtain…

Posted on December 29, 2018 by

On most of our workshop weekends, we offer a ‘greeting of the dawn’ at one of the ancient sites. The winter workshops are perfect for this as the sun rises so much later, but as we are at the mercy … Continue reading →

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The Watcher’s dilemma ~ Running Elk

Posted on October 2, 2018 by

Reblogged from Shamanic Paths: I am Watcher. I’m in a high place, yet remain shadowed by brooding mountains that further darken a black sky. The gale flattens a campfire in front of me, casting all warmth to the western horizon. … Continue reading →

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A Thousand Miles of History XXXVII: House of the ancestors

Posted on September 7, 2018 by

Our next stop was only about half an hour’s drive from the Templar Church, and the road took us through the silent green of Bodmin Moor. With a long drive still ahead, I restrained myself, albeit barely, from turning aside … Continue reading →

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The Dream ~ Notes To Women #writephoto

Posted on August 22, 2018 by

She stared at the photo, her face turning white as a sheet.  It looked exactly like the place in her dream.  The eerie woods with its tall trees and overgrown grass that looked like hay scattered on the ground and … Continue reading →

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Bearding the lion…

Posted on May 15, 2018 by

“You busy?” I flick the phone onto speaker, my hands are otherwise occupied. “Just a bit.” “What’re you up to?” “Sticking pasta in a beard.” There is a long silence on the other end of the phone… “Could you repeat … Continue reading →

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Microfiction #writephoto: Celebration – Jane Dougherty

Posted on December 12, 2016 by

This is for Sue Vincent’s photo prompt.   The old folk said nothing when they sauntered past in their baggy, tatty-looking clothes, their piercings, tattoos, shaven heads, long plaits or thick beards, all laughing, jabbering about mother goddesses and earth … Continue reading →

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#writephoto – Under The Moon by Helen Jones

Posted on October 19, 2016 by

  ‘All night long make tropic love, the next day sit in hot sun and cool off.’ She smiled, leaning back in her sun lounger, sipping rum and coca-cola, just like the song crackling from the old radio. Putting her … Continue reading →

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Circles Beyond Time – Dreaming Stones

Posted on October 3, 2016 by

“They say the stones sleep. That they are old and forgotten… voiceless. Is it so, little sister? Are they silent…or do they dream, the long, slow dreaming of aeons. They were old when they were brought here. Older than memory. … Continue reading →

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