The Derwent Valley

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
The car once more full to bursting, ready for the long drive south, and my companions either back at work or heading for the airport, I went to collect Nick from the hostel, ready for a morning in the hills. There were a few things I wanted…

Sleep-Strain of Alain…

Originally posted on Stuart France:
* … “Has Goll tried his hand at it?” asked Fin. “Goll has tried his hand, and Conan Maul before him, and the king too. They have all chanced their arm and they have all slept.” “Slept?” said Fin, aghast. “Aye, slept,” said Daatho, “slept like bairns that have been…

Unexpected Shaman (6) – The Ball in your Court 

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Manuel is speaking, but he’s wrong… This thought hits home as my unseen flight ends with a trip over the ledge that marks the boundary of a small incline. Ahead of me, the tourists turn and politely ignore the unhurt figure in the dust, though others are laughing. What…

A day of gifts…

Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
Photo: Stuart France Tuesday morning, we picked Nick up and went to meet the girls. We took the long way round… just to share the morning and the moors. It was reasonable weather, chilly and windy but dry…and that was all we needed. It is natural to…

The Raven Spirit by Alethea Kehas

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Reblogged from Alethea Kehas Since my visit to the Nest, I have felt haunted. There is a restlessness inside of me; one which my rational mind has tried to reason with. If you were meant to be there, you’d be there. You have work to do here, it tells me. The work often…

The Feathered Seer – Song of the Raven Clan

Originally posted on Shamanic Paths:
“Their Danses Which They Use at Their High Feasts”, Theodor de Bry, Engraving The elders gather; to the stones; all that remain of the Raven Clan. The Shaman, bearing the Mother’s heartbeat, draws to the centre of the assembly; there to be joined by the Spinner, and the Weaver of…

Unexpected Shaman (5) – Life and Death on Kukulcan

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
The count had reached forty steps by the time the newfound realised what was happening. Below him, the rising air from the plateau smelled, newly, of summer grasses and deeply-perfumed flowers.  The sun, near vertical overhead, beat down with a ferocity that touched skin which seemed naked; and yet fed,…

Spirit Animals

Originally posted on Shamanic Paths:
This post is based on the outline of an exploration session presented at The Silent Eye  (a modern mystery school) “Leaf and Flame: the Foliate Man” weekend in 2016. Whilst I have attempted to retain some of the flavour, and changes in direction, of the actual talk, the interactive elements…

bent into shape

Originally posted on dhamma footsteps:
POSTCARD #265: Chiang Mai: I’d decided to use this image for the header thinking the way I cope with my headache is an improvised thing, much like the way this traffic sign has been bent back into shape after something has crashed into it – then as I write this…

Unexpected Shaman (4) – In the Mouth of the Jaguar

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
Really? A giant, black, Jaguar materialised from the south face of the Chichen Itza pyramid and thundered across the ground to devour you? On one level, it’s a preposterous thing to write; on another, it’s the heart of the matter. “If you can’t let go,” Jerome had said, under…

Bloggers Bash 2017 – an update

Originally posted on TanGental:
I spoke to the hotel we are using for this year’s Bash and they told me they are calling it ‘An International Blogging Conference’. Super cool, eh? Though the Boss, Her Sachaness , wants ‘Bash’ because, well, she does so that’s that then. Anyhoo I’m here for three reasons: One… So…

The Feathered Seer – Part 2 (or when foxes come out)

Originally posted on Shamanic Paths:
Many foxes…Copyright: MJ Heritage @ Mr Fox Fast forward a year to the “Leaf and Flame: the Foliate Man” weekend. The directors of the Silent Eye (a modern mystery school), not really knowing what they might be letting themselves in for, honoured me with a request to present one of…