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Call of the Spirit…

Posted on June 8, 2020 by Stuart France

* …Yva and Abadam heard the Spirit calling for Abadel as they walked in the east. * They hid themselves amongst the trees of the garden. * And the Spirit said to Abadam, “where is Abadel your brother ?” * … Continue reading →

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Cool of Day…

Posted on May 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Abadel’s soul escaped from his body: it flew about the scene of slaughter and eventually settled on the tree of life, where it assumed the form of a serpent and coiled itself about the trunk. * Abadel’s blood lay … Continue reading →

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Sapphire and Topaz…

Posted on May 25, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* Abadam and his brother Abadel contended for the favour of Yva… * Abadam offered her sapphire while Abadel offered topaz. Yva was pleased with Abadel and she lay with him. Continue reading at France and Vincent

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The Green Harper…

Posted on May 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* ‘…Peedy Weedy…Pally Ludy… Lady Whistle… Lody Wassel and Great Big Hodyman Dod…’ -Traditional Toe Counting Rhyme * …Wen becomes pensive for awhile, ‘we need to go to Cerne Abbas…’ ‘Father Corn…?’ ‘Possibly…and then there’s the Long Man of Wilmington…whose … Continue reading →

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Telling Stones…

Posted on May 19, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …Gazing into the depths of the reflection the moving torches seemed to open the gates of vision and she saw herself in an Other-Where… Dressed in strange garb, looking across time with other eyes, watching herself made her feel … Continue reading →

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Sentinel Stones…

Posted on May 16, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …But she knew. She had seen it when the vision took her there… Following the spirit path on the hawk’s wings… They marked her when they had realised that she knew… She would bear no children now, save at … Continue reading →

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Seeing Stones…

Posted on May 13, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* “…Those who waited with her, high on the hill had prepared her. She had been bathed in the sacred spring that ran from the chalk below this place, winding as a clear stream into the valley. There was a … Continue reading →

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Dereliction…

Posted on April 30, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …That night Jed’s ‘derelict’ appears in the bed-room enveloped in an aura of light. He slowly crouches and whispers in my ear: ” ‘E cummin outta dem bushes shinin’, ‘e shinin’ like sum black buff sun. * ‘E donna … Continue reading →

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Samildanach…

Posted on April 29, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …The torchbearers hurriedly re-lit the torches of Dun Culhwch. “Why, a veritable master of all the crafts we have here, it would seem,” said Big Chief Hawthorn, “but let a seat be brought for this man who has asked … Continue reading →

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Primacy of Things: Vee-Dee-Day…

Posted on April 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* … Mister Em is tall, slim and tanned, with white hair which does not look dyed. I would put him in his late forties to early fifties. He is accompanied into the dining room by a young, scantily-clad female … Continue reading →

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