The Jewel in the Claw – Spring 2018

I’m planning to attend this next year. It would be nice to see a few fellow bloggers there as well if you are able to come. Good for a natter, experiencing the mysteries of life, death and the Universe. The answer may or may not be 42…

The Silent Eye

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Intrigue ⦿ Magic ⦿ Religion ⦿ Science

Four faces of a Elizabethan jewel that will become Britain… and one deadly enemy – hidden deep in the inner workings of an age.

1586, and our story begins… The reign of Elizabeth I, the ‘Virgin Queen’ of the house of Tudor.

A time when England stood virtually alone amongst its neighbours, surrounded by hostile political and religious forces set in motion by the reign of Elizabeth’s father Henry VIII, a plot has just been discovered to assassinate the now-established Queen of England and Ireland. The man who uncovered it is Francis Walsingham, her celebrated and loyal spymaster, intent on establishing a network of agents outside and inside England to protect her.

By the 1580s, this small island, with its ‘virgin’ Queen, had become a hotbed of intellectual and magical insight, with leading thinkers, such as the Queen’s astrologer, John Dee, driving forward the knowledge of the…

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The Feathered Seer – Planting seeds of Light

Quite a profound experience attending the workshop this weekend. I’m waiting for a taxi to Hope railway station in Derbyshire. From there onwards it’s a journey back home to Wales. Folks, our intention was to bear witness to one who has waited for centuries to tell her story. It was also to ‘re-enchant’ the land. Did we succeed? It will become evident over time.

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

Our world faces a time of uncertainty. Fear, and a violence of word and body, are spreading like a canker across the face of nations. Adding our voice and the force of our will to the battles that rage and seethe does little but add to the confusion. Finding peace within ourselves as individuals and living with kindness and compassion seems the only way in which to answer the need of our human family.

We, who gathered in Derbyshire from places far apart, are too few to change the fate of nations, but we can and do change the world with every choice that we make. All growth starts from a single point, but we are not alone. There are many across the globe working in the both the outer and inner realms towards that peace and healing.

In an echo of an earlier ritual at one of the stone…

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Icarus Reborn

Dying star, phoenix, what shall we call you? What will you respond to? You who dared to reach the unknowable. For the gods are not kind to those who seek to breach the boundaries placed on high. Humanity should know their place in this world, submit to rule and respect divine law. They are not…Read more Icarus Reborn

Hail Thrice Great Tahuti!

An ambitious title I think to myself dear reader, but a note to the ‘Lord of Holy Words’ (as inventor of writing and the arts) is rather appropriate at this time. Being endowed with complete knowledge and wisdom he is kept rather busy with all manner of business. Here’s hoping he answers. Tahuti (ancient Egyptian)…Read more Hail Thrice Great Tahuti!

Sing to Me of Yearning and Loss: Spirit of Love

 “Sing to me of yearning and loss. Bring my heart to life. Let me feel the passion of her kiss and agony of her death” he commands. Yet, does he want to be reminded of his loss? The musicians stare at the archaic god, one whose voice and musicianship have bowed even the heads of…Read more Sing to Me of Yearning and Loss: Spirit of Love

Where The Magic Happens

Fascinating insight.

Secret Diary Of PorterGirl

Top crime writer Don Massenzio is currently hosting a series about where writers weave their yarns and construct their chronicles and has kindly asked me to throw my hat in the ring (not literally, hats should be handled with the utmost of care) and share my little writerly space.

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I mostly write here, in my bedroom. It’s a large, airy space with the added bonus of having my bed nearby in case I fancy a bit of a snooze halfway through. This is my desk – nothing special, but with enough room for my laptop and notes and, of course, my favourite mug for the endless cups of tea that are essential to the creative process. There are a few special things there too, beloved photographs and my little box of treasured things.

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On the left is a picture of me and dearest Mumsie, an endlessly tolerant and…

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The Crested Ibis

The presence of Thoth always appears at the right time with a pertinent message.

Archangel Oracle ~ Divine Guidance

The Crested Ibis, from the Anubis Oracle, by Nicki Scully and Linda Star Wolf, Illustrated by Kris Waldherr

Daily Angel Oracle Card: The Crested Ibis, from the Anubis Oracle, by Nicki Scully and Linda Star Wolf, Illustrated by Kris Waldherr

The Crested Ibis: “Sacred Archetypal Element of Air”

“The Crested Ibis, known to ancient Egyptians as the akh bird, is associated with the element of air, and with Thoth as he relates to the cosmic mysteries. The crested ibis is in essence the phoenix rising from the fire. It speaks not only of rebirth but also of the clear thinking that gives you the understanding of your journey. This beautiful bird is a powerful symbol of the ability to conceive of a resulting creation in advance of its actualization; it refers to the preconceived idea and the goal, both of which are contained in the mind.

The domain of the…

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Dark Matter, God and Genetics

A wonderful, erudite and humour tinged post.

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Ages ago (in the 1970’s), scientists looked out at the universe, did the math and wet themselves silently. The peripheral arms of galaxies weren’t acting right. There wasn’t enough gravity to make the stars in the arms move that fast.

Astronomers drove home, changed pants and got an idea.

Dark matter.

The essence of ghost flesh with gravity!

It seemed too convenient to some: We can’t see dark matter, can’t touch it and can’t detect it in a laboratory – at least not so far.

Nevertheless, science liked dark matter. Its existence was implied by the motion of galaxies.

We’re told it surrounds a galaxy like a halo, but without the angel’s head, so it’s not religious.

Don’t think of angels when you see galaxies. That wouldn’t be scientific.

History shows that geneticists also had a meltdown when they first discovered that DNA was too complex for their model of reality.

Don’t worry, they’ve gotten over it.

It was…

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The Day of the Cailleach

Enjoy! I did.

Celtic Soul Craft

Today is the Cailleach’s Day. In the old calendar this was the first day of the new year.

For those of us that follow the old ways and the wheel of the year we can see two sides of the crone in these last few weeks. The hag still whips up some spring snow showers and a frost you weren’t expecting that stomped the life of those little seedlings you were a little too eager to plant in the soil. By the next morning she is a far younger self and she cradles the colorful blooms and lifts the temperatures to the tune of the land is singing the song of spring.

This is the way it has been for thousands and thousands of years, it is only us that change the story and the meaning. We have told stories of an evil hag holding the maiden prisoner – those stories say…

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Passion and Pathos: Spirit of the Dance

The dancers moved intuitively to the sound of their hearts as the music swelled and sobbed. It finally paused, waiting for the lovers to catch their breath. This was more than an interlude in a cafe that had seen glory and laughter in a bygone age. Few tourists ventured into the old quarter of the city, much…Read more Passion and Pathos: Spirit of the Dance