I love the old stories, the legends and lays of ancient times when the world, from our vantage point, seemed both a more innocent and more magical place, where the impossible walked hand in hand ...
The original post from 22nd March, 2013 in which Sue describes day three of our adventures in what was to become the story of, The Initiate… I woke yesterday to two lines in my inbox that broug...
“The wound is the place where the Light enters you.” Rumi Near the fence there are some huge chunks of wood… slices salvaged from the old horse chestnut tree that used to hold my home and g...
Our earliest ancestors looked out upon this world and framed what they saw in stories that reached the heart through the imagination. As man and his questions became ever more sophisticated, the ...
Gauche… Gangly… Currently scrofulous… Bark Jaw-Dark contemplated the pork pie he had recently fished from the depths of the jacket pocket of his un-pressed suit and placed it whole in his m...