Well...I am the deep dark primal energy that resides within the earth and that which arises from the hidden depths and wild realms within, which for too long have been forgotten. I am he who walks the wild places within and without as guardian and protector of all that is sacred and born of the Mother. I am here to remind you that Life is a Sacred Ceremony. My passion is the thrill of the wild hunt and you may hear...
The brambles, with their spiky tendrils now offer their sweet blackberries too. Which will you choose? What path will you take now that you have arrived here? What treasures of heart and mind have you harvested these long summer days? What roads have you traveled with sunshine and rain, through the labyrinth of thoughts and emotions? Who are you now that you were not, before these summer moons had passed? The adventure of this being human unfolds as we feel the turning of our leaves...
I was walking the land as I do most days with my bare feet kissing, feeling, hugging the earth with each footstep. Some steps soft and mossy, others cold and hard rock and others spikey stones and dust. Every footstep we take in life is precious. Every journey is sacred. Every adventure has lessons to gift us. Every experience has a different emotional landscape with which to enrich our quest to be here fully and experience the fullness of...
If you come to my door then please leave your mind by the path on the garden gate. It’s not that there is a problem with your mind, you have a beautiful mind, it’s just that it gets a little lost and scared at times. Do not leave it by my door because it will bounce and jump, so that it can peak through the windows. Hang it gently, tenderly on the gatepost as if it were your favourite bag with a...
I am a fence to keep you safe. A magic fence that does not constrain you and from which you may leave at any time. No harm can come to you while I surround you.and if you choose I will move with you wherever you go. I am a fence on a high plateau and through my arms is a stunning view. The grass where you lay is soft, warm and mossy and The earth holds you gently in her loving embrace. And I am a...
Yesterday I was making my daily pilgrimage with my Hills when I came upon two sisters praying in one of my favourite spots. They prayed out loud and were quite animated at times, waving their arms and I heard the words God and Jehovah. I assume that they were of a christian denomination of some kind. I stood behind at a distance and smiled at the sacredness of the moment as the three of us were some how connected in deep...
