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The Feathered Seer – Planting seeds of Light

Our world faces a time of uncertainty. Fear, and a violence of word and body, are spreading like a canker across the face of nations. Adding our voice and the force of our will to the battles that rage and … Continue reading

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The Landscape of the Feathered Seer

Derbyshire is rich in the traces of an ancient culture about which we know very little. At first glance, many of these sites may seem to lack the stature of the better-known circles, but there is an intimacy about the … Continue reading

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Direction #midnighthaiku

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The Feathered Seer – Theory and practice

In theory, what ought to be happening today is relaxation, time out for a deep breath before plunging into the adventure of the weekend. In reality, the day will be filled with final preparations, last minute tweaks and packing and … Continue reading

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Beyond time…

With the Feathered Seer workshop just a few days away, I thought I would share a glimpse into the origins of the story around which we will be building the weekend… I had met her before, thinking her a dream … Continue reading

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The Flowers of Mistrust – #Silenti

We live, increasingly, in an age of mistrust. It can be seen as cool, savvy, to doubt what we hear–an expectation of deceit in the ‘other’, as though trust belonged to the infant’s playground; something to be outgrown in the … Continue reading

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Paths #midnighthaiku

* A path of light opens Bright before the seeker’s feet Inviting courage * Walk in perfect trust Forgetting fears, let them sink Into nothingness * Reflecting the sky The narrow path seems empty Yet mirrors heaven *  

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Living dead

“I might as well be dead.” As the opening gambit to a conversation between mother and son, it was, I admit, guaranteed to get my attention. He didn’t sound particularly cheerless. In fact, if anything, he sounded quite excited by … Continue reading

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A touch of tenderness

My son gleefully squeezed harder at the knotted muscle in my shoulder, with a ‘Now I’ve got you’ as I groaned in agony. We have established and agreed that he has a slightly sadistic tendency where I am concerned. It … Continue reading

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The Finding of Polarity (2) – #Silenti

‘As I begin to understand how ‘I’ am made I begin to see that infinity can largely be equated with what is formless and not with some mathematically and useless hugeness’ I wrote that down some time ago. From one … Continue reading

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