What is in a name?

What is in a name?

I bet that if you searched our site you would another post or two with the same title as above. It certainly has a sense of Deja Vu for me. Given the spiral nature of life as described endlessly herein, it makes sense for us to pivot around certain themes. I was out for a walk in nature the other evening and contemplating the non-rational directions that my life has been taking. Those in and off themselves would fill a book or two. However, they don’t seem that pertinent to this post so I will leave them at the edge of discussion. As readers will know (I hope) that over the years I have been given (or offered) a variety of names and indeed identifiers. The one that I recall the most was the magician who creates his own world. Which was given to me many...

What’s in a name?

OK, chastise me if you will, I have been away from this blog for ages. That is not to say that I haven’t been having adventures. Quite the opposite. Many exciting and revealing times continue to pass my way on a almost daily basis. I am going to have a monumental go at catching up here! It seems a task that may be beyond me. Instead of going back in time and trying to recall my adventures. I will start from this point in time and work my way back and forward.  Good luck to me, I will need it. Those who are keeping up with our adventures may recall that over the last two years I have gained a few “names”. The first was “Edge Wizard” and I was given this in a rather unusual way in the forest of Wizards in Alderley Edge Cheshire. I...

4000 thousand year old tree wisdom

Not California It was a beautiful late summers evening when Gwas and I decided to visit one of the oldest trees in the world. Recently I had been speculating on setting off on a journey somewhere in the world and thinking of combining this with some energetic exploration I thought I would visit, what I thought would be the oldest trees in the world, those giant red-woods in California. Blessed be the Internet as a swift Google search took me to a wiki which suggested that one of the oldest tree’s in the world was but a an hour or so away from where I lived, in North Wales. And so it was that Gwas and I set off to visit this wonderful 4000 year old yew tree. We arrived at the churchyard in darkness and were pleasantly surprised to find the gates unlocked...