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Identified Flying Object – Steve Tanham

One of the key understandings in mystical thought is the idea of identity. Words morph their meaning over time, and identity is a classic case. We might think of the police knowing the ‘identity’ of a person they want to … Continue reading

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Broken Village – Steve Tanham

The beautiful Northumberland village of Etal, one of a local twin, has a fine ruined castle; but this blog is not entirely about castles… The picture above is the castle at Etal. It was constructed in the middle of the … Continue reading

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Castles of the Mind – A Silent Eye Workshop – Steve Tanham

Do we have ‘castles of the mind’? Traditionally, ancient castle were build where there was trouble… Do we have the equivalent in our minds and emotions? Have we, over the course of our lives, built up strong fortifications with which … Continue reading

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Reflections on Free Will – Steve Tanham

What does it mean to have ‘free will’? It’s a phrase that is used very casually, as though it carries an identical meaning to us all. It’s particularly important if you want to pursue a path of mystical self-development, since … Continue reading

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The Time Vampires – Steve Tanham

It’s a tough one, this. I love technology and I have a lasting belief that it has brought us a lot of good… but a nasty feeling that we are touching some of its ‘dark edges’; brought on, not because … Continue reading

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Becoming Air -Steve Tanham

Standing here I feel as though my life Were a rising of sap An ascent of mind and heart A hissing of vitality, akin to steam * Continue reading at Sun in Gemini 

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Being here – Steve Tanham

We were lined up against a stone wall – a very old stone wall. Forty ‘mystical pilgrims’ stood in the intense humidity of the entrance chamber to the Great Pyramid, dressed in simple robes; robes that had been used earlier … Continue reading

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Deep and Personal – Steve Tanham

“At what point should we expect the contact with the universe to become deep and personal?” The red-haired man in the corner had asked the question. He always sat in the corner of the talks and always asked a stupid … Continue reading

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The seeds of intent – Steve Tanham

An old friend, now sadly departed, but formative in my younger days, used to say that there were two ways to deal with ‘seeds’: one was to bury them so that they could be forgotten; the other was to plant … Continue reading

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The Edge of Order: Frances Walsingham – Steve Tanham

It had been simple, back then, when all eyes shone with approval; when she was the young bride of the Queen’s Champion, Sir Philip Sydney. This daughter of the ‘Sworn’, – the inner cabal of those sworn to lay down … Continue reading

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