Hunting the Moon…

France & Vincent

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We thought we would get there early,

to soak up the atmosphere,

and await the fall of night…

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But the place was strangely deserted.

In fact, it was positively ghost like!

Which got us to thinking…

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Maybe something was up?

I mean, really up?

But it wasn’t until we bumped into

 an ‘old friend’ that we got the full story…

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Where is Mister Fox? The night howls in triumph… pale eyes watch from the shadows… It is the night of the Hunter’s Moon and the dancing ground should be alive with flame as the Foxes dance in the dark. But the dancing ground is deserted. They are gone. No earthly light pierces the gloom, only the sickly glow of a veiled moon.

Don and Wen stare in disbelief. Whispers in the shadows, a faceless voice, a tale of ambush and betrayal… of Foxes driven from their…

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Telling tales

The Silent Eye

I was talking with a friend, as you do, comparing notes over coffee and a few thousand miles. He described his own spiritual tradition as ‘walking in Beauty’.  That, I thought, was a wonderful way to describe any path. Yet it came to my mind that if I had to describe as simply the path that has drawn me, the path we seek to share with the School, I would have to say that we ‘walk in Love’.

For me, there is little difference in essence between the two. They are, perhaps, facets of the same thing seen through a different lens. As with many concepts, the words carry some powerful personal emotions. Beauty looks different to each of us, though there may be common points between observers where all will recognise something that goes beyond time, culture and the rest of the conditioning filters that superimpose themselves upon our…

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An Interview With Hugh Roberts

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It’s my pleasure to introduce Hugh Roberts as my interviewee this week. I met Hugh at the first Bloggers Bash in London and we’ve remained good blogging friends since then. Hugh writes short stories, a real passion of mine, too. He’s put together two short story collections. In the interview, he tells us more about them and his struggles with writing.

Q. Your second book of short stories, More Glimpses, was released earlier this year. Can you tell us a little bit about it?

A. It’s a collection of 32 short stories and pieces of flash fiction written in the same style as episodes of the Twilight Zone or Black Mirror. By that, I mean each story comes with a twist.

Some of
the stories will shock readers, while others will have the reader on the edge
of their seat.

From science-fiction to horror, fantasy to the paranormal, there…

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Slivers of Søren: Testaments to Truth ~ A New Book from Stuart France

France & Vincent

THE HAND THAT GUIDES…

…Can pick up a thing,
a train of thought, say,
or better…
a circumstance,
a way of life…
after years of apparent neglect,
and immediately,
unerringly,
hit-the-beat…
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Had that song ever stopped,
even, or did we step out,
for a cycle,
a round,
a reel, or two, or three…
and then again jump in with renewed vigour?
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You have the hands of a musician.
You have the limbs and feet of a dancer.
You possess a spiritual soul.

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Slivers of Sǿren

Testaments to Truth

Stuart France

In his relatively short literary career, Danish philosopher, Sǿren Kierkegaard, challenged the religious orthodoxy of his age with a series of exquisitely penned philosophical works which he placed before the reading public under a plethora of different aliases.

All these writings addressed the spiritual concerns of his age and, on a broader note, questioned just what it…

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A Prospect of Whitby (3) Touching the Sun

The Silent Eye

(Above) Touching the Sun…

There’s something ‘monumental’ about planning to be high on the vast moorlands of the North Yorkshire National Park at the end of the first week in December. Yet that is exactly what we’ll be doing on the Sunday morning of the ‘Keys of Heaven’ workshop on the start of the workshop’s final day – weather permitting.

If it doesn’t, there’s a plan B…

Bridges and pathways…. I wrote earlier about how bridges are significant; how they divide and unite at the same time. That theme of division and unity are the twin poles on which the Silent Eye’s Whitby weekend is based. Its very topical for Britain at the moment – possibly so for the USA, also…

Pathways are significant, too, as any walker will tell you. The work done by centuries of previous walkers is reflected in the path before you – a ‘way’…

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Happy World Kindness Day!

I didn’t know it was world kindness day until I saw this beautiful poem:

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Tread gently,
for behind those eyes you see
lies a lady
dreaming her last dream…

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes,
lies a child
looking at the skies
for the first time…

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes
lies a man
building his home of imagination…

Tread gently,
for behind those eyes
lies a person
whose heart was broken a million times
but they still send a smile
to the new day….

Tread gently,
for the world awaits…
in hope for kindness.

Poetry and photo copyright Neha 2019

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Wabi Sabi, a poem . . . and your next Wednesday Writing Prompt

A wonderful poem by Jamie Dedes…

THE POET BY DAY

Japanese tea house: reflects the wabi sabi aesthetic, Kenroku-n Garden Japanese tea house: reflects the Wabi Sabi aesthetic, Kenroku-en Garden

if only i knew
what the artist knows

about the great perfection
in imperfection

i would sip grace slowly
at the ragged edges of the creek

kiss the pitted
face of the moon

befriend the sea
though it can be a danger

embrace the thunder of a waterfall
as if its strains were a symphony

prostrate myself atop the rank dregs on the forest floor,
worshiping them as compost for fertile seeds
and the breeding ground for a million small lives

if i knew what the artist knows,
then i wouldn’t be afraid to die,
to leave everyone

i would be sure that some part of me
would remain present
and that one day you would join me
as the wind howling on its journey
or the bright moment of a flowering desert

if i knew what the artist knows,

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