Dreaming Stones: Sleepers…

Sue Vincent's Daily Echo

After our second night sleeping in the cavernous car, we woke to a pale, opalescent sky over the stones of Callanish. Considering how many decades we had wanted to visit the site, it was a wonderful way to wake. It was also odd that neither of us felt the need to return to the stones. At least not on this trip. We felt that we had done what we had been called to do… whatever that was. At that point, we were still travelling blind and taking each moment on trust.

The café with the alpacas would not open for several hours, so there was no point in lingering… coffee would have to wait, we had enough supplies for a meagre breakfast and we had an island to explore before the afternoon ferry would carry us back over the sea to Skye.

We had seen the sign for another stone…

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