Tag Archives: The Silent Eye

Dear Don: Sheaves…

Posted on August 19, 2020 by Sue Vincent

Dear Don, Good trip, wasn’t it? Once again time seems to have been obliging and stretched itself to fit with our meanderings. We are going to need to go south again though, with all I am reading about Marden Henge … Continue reading →

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Watching

Posted on July 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

For the past few days there has been a young heron beside the road on the five mile drive to my son’s home. It stands, arrow thin, shadow blue and perfectly still, almost invisible, watching the drainage ditch that runs … Continue reading →

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‘A Forest’…

Posted on July 6, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* …The drink has stirred up my emotions and memories of the trip flick through my mind in no particular order but return, time and again, to Cardwell… * Its waterfall and rock-pool. The water, black as death. The surrounding … Continue reading →

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In the shadows

Posted on June 28, 2020 by Sue Vincent

I woke from little sleep to glorious sunshine and crawled blearily from my bed, which seemed the most comfortable place in the world at that moment, even though it might as well have been a bed of nails the night … Continue reading →

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Space Time…

Posted on June 22, 2020 by Sue Vincent

* ‘…You may as well know now you are far more likely to see the spiritual than you are to read it. The spirit came first and we learned to see before we learned to read. It is nigh on … Continue reading →

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Spreading wings

Posted on May 26, 2020 by Sue Vincent

The hill was a verdant emerald rising into a sapphire sky that sparkled with motes of light… so high and clear. My companion walked behind, following at a far more sedate pace as I ran headlong to the summit, an … Continue reading →

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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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