Tag - Man

THE AWAKENING OF CERNUNNOS, THE HORNED GOD!! I was about twenty five years old and living on a peninsula off the west coast of the Scottish Highlands. I was a New Age Traveller and a small group of us were squatting an old croft village that had been derelict since the Scottish Highland clearances. We transported our belongings by boat as it was a two mile walk over the hills to get there. It was a beautiful wild place. We...

What Is A Wizard?

In order to achieve Sacred Union a man must consolidate and integrate his male archetypes of King, warrior, lover and magician. I have been immersed of late in the re-emergence of my inner magician (I prefer the word wizard). I asked for guidance to the question below and this is what came through. What is a Wizard? A man who has a continual reverent relationship with the sacredness of the cycles of Life. A man who walks in the seen and unseen realms and...

GO GENTLY

Go gently when you find yourself in a grey inner landscape and the beauty of the earth feels separate and distant. Go gently when the one you opened your heart to cannot be there in the way you would like them to be. Go gently when you find the days and nights blurring together and it feels as if you are an invisible ghost that wanders alone observing a world that you are no longer a part of. Go gently when you...

The Rising of the Sacred, Primal Masculine

I feel it rising in me as I deepen my rewilding. My embracing of my humanness, the earthiness, the darkness deep within the earth is within me too and it is welcome for it will not be denied. It has not always been this way for me and so as I change, I see this changing and rising in brothers that I know too. I am witnessing this masculine energy being purified in women also. Beneath the thin veneer...

Sacred Masculine or Scared Masculine?

The truth is, it’s a fine line! I lived the first fifteen years of my life in fear that my step mother would assault me while I was at home and when I was at school I lived in fear that I would be teased by my peers for wearing uncool clothes or be verbally or physically attacked by the rougher kids from the other more working class estate. After I left home I spent seven years with no fixed...

Yesterday I Fell…

…the challenges had been coming too quick and fast and I didn’t have enough time to regroup and centre myself. I forgot about me and tried to carry too much. The fear touched some tender scars and the discomfort in my body clouded my vision and I lost sight of who I really am. My little boy got scared and the man was a little too hard on him. Yesterday I fell, I held space for those who I was...