The Perfumed City Spring

The Perfumed City Spring

You never know when an exciting opportunity might arise. I was in Liverpool with M seeing a film at Picturehouse – a small cinema complex in the FACT building in the centre of the town. The film was “Mad To Be Normal” – a biopic of the radical psychiatrist R.D.Laing, played by David Tennant. The film was excellent, and we came out of the cinema on a real high, so to speak. Then we met our friend John Kirby who had also been at the screening. We had a chat about the film, and it was one of those occasions where you don’t want the experience to end. John mentioned that he had recently been to the sacred spring next to Liverpool Cathedral, and had we been. I had heard him mention it before, but had never been either to the spring or to...

Summer Solstice 2016 – Brimham Rocks

Summer Solstice 2016 – Brimham Rocks

It’s as close as I wanted to get to the Summer Solstice. You know that I’m not a fan of the peak of the male energy spectrum, yet it must be recognised. So, I have made arrangements with the wonderful meditator John David Kirby and the delightfully deep Deborah Delglyn, Shaman Priestess of South Manchester. We are heading for Brimham Rocks in North Yorkshire. It’s only when you travel there that you realise how big Yorkshire is. Even though we set off in the early morning we don’t arrive until lunch time. As we arrive a crow swoops the car. I take this as a sign of You-Know-Who being around. He’s bound to be. It was his favourite time of the year. He was certainly on my mind. We quickly find a convenient parking spot away from the...

Lammas 2015 P3 Dunchraigaig Cairn and the Ash Tree

Lammas 2015 P3 Dunchraigaig Cairn and the Ash Tree

The wonderful thing about the Kilmartin Glen area is the density of megalithic sites, and the way the local authority has presented and preserved these important places. Dunchraigaig Cairn [link] is a prime example of this. We flew past it on the way in, but now we were heading back along the road we came in on so that we could access the site. Sometimes we “choose” the order of events, sometimes the order is imposed upon on by “chance”. We parked in the small purpose-built car park and negotiated the surprisingly busy A816 road close to the Dunchraigaig Bed and Breakfast building. Once across we seemed to be in a serene space, surrounded by tall old trees of differing varieties which ringed the main attraction – a low-lying mound of...

Protection, Infection, Aura and Environment

Protection, Infection, Aura and Environment

I have often been told that I am a veritable expert in the field of energy. I have to laugh, and say, “if only you knew…” Like all of us, I get caught out and like all of us, I get caught out often. Indeed, like all of us…you get the picture. I was visiting a very dear friend of mine who had just returned from a trip to visit her family. I knocked on her apartment door and was let in. She was busy in the kitchen and so I went into the living room. Almost upon entering the apartment I felt this truly powerful wave of stuffyness. As I had walked into, what back in the day, we would have called a pea-souper. It was a profound state of energetic muddyness. So much so that I immediately instigated a layer or two or three of protection around...

Whirling with the Dervishes p1

Whirling with the Dervishes p1

In the Islamic faith (according to some authorities) there is a night when Allah decides upon the fates of human-kind. The night is called Shab e Baraat in tongues from my heritage. It’s meaning using these words is Night of innocence. The day before the night (night follows day) I got to hear of a sufi gathering some miles from where I live and so on impulse I decided to attend the evening/night-time event. I have over the last few months been gently maneuvered into looking into Sufism again. As this set of posts from way back when (well, actually 3 years ago) illustrates this is by no means the first time that Sufism has positioned itself in my life. This particular set of events may have a start point here (Rumi and Valentines) but I doubt it. The name...

The Weight of Souls

The Weight of Souls

“Time is an illusion, lunch time doubly so” is a famous quote from the Hitch-Hikers Guide (needs no further introduction). Over the last few months Chris and I have often delved into the notion of time. With my sciency background and mind chock full of sci-fi books, films and TV I am not averse to considering temporal phenomena as it relates to sacred experiences. However I have to confess that it was Chris that came up with this idea during one of our long car journeys. Back Story: Many years ago I made a mistake. A big one, I means a really big one. I was living in the south-west of the country at the time in a town called Barnstaple. In that worthy village, I found a church that was filled to the brim with shades. I was truly surprised at the...