Lammas 2016 – Salute to the Migrating Sun

Lammas 2016 – Salute to the Migrating Sun

Lammas is a bitter sweet time for me now. I remember well last year’s visit to Kilmartin in Scotland. This was the last proper outing that Kal and I had together. This celebration is therefore tinged with a knowing that it not only marks the end of the Summer, but it also is a reminder of my new solitude. Solitude. I have always felt comfortable being on my own, yet I do miss the casual acquaintance of friends and seekers on the way. It’s more profitable to check in occasionally, to have to explain yourself to someone, to hear their news, to argue your points. When you argue with yourself you are more inclined to let yourself win. I decided that I wanted to go out on my own for this festival day. When I asked for guidance on where to go I was given a...

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...

Misty May at Down Tor – Beltane 2016 P2

Misty May at Down Tor – Beltane 2016 P2

Dawn broke on Burrator Reservoir. Very few people noticed this fact, for three reasons: it’s a ridiculous hour of the day to be awake; there were only a handful of visitors to the area; there was such a dense mist that you couldn’t see the reservoir unless you were actually in it. No-one was in it. A number of wild ponies prepared to play hide and seek with each other. The air warmed to a jot above freezing, and the day relaxed a bit now that the cadavers of the victims of the Beltane Death Cult had no doubt been discovered and recovered. We had done the hard work the day before, by driving for a number of hours (incalculable due to boredom) and now we were in the vicinity of two interesting stone circles that I am going to use the adjective...

Winter Solstice 2015 P3 – Spirit of the Lakes

Winter Solstice 2015 P3 – Spirit of the Lakes

In the final part of my Winter Solstice story I will be revealing a conversation that I had with a spirit of the land, and I feel that it may be a little controversial. It will certainly push some buttons for some. Believe me that my only intention is to reveal the communication. The content is not an opinion – it is a message. Please read this post in that context. My friend JK and I reunited within Castlerigg stone circle, having done our own work in isolation. Now we intended to work together on some land healing. Given the recent floods in the area this seemed like an appropriate topic for our intentions. To heal the land and offer it energy for healing. So much water had fallen already. Could we prevent more human misery by intervening? I connected...

Winter Solstice 2015 P2 – Storms and Crows

Winter Solstice 2015 P2 – Storms and Crows

The night was turbulent. A storm raged harshly all night keeping is awake for most of it as it. The motorhome was rocked violently, but held steadfast as it took the brunt of the westerly wind which slammed against it. As the Winter Solstice arrived at 4:40am I was awoken by a particularly strong strike from the gale outside. I texted my friend who intended to arrive that morning to warn him that the journey may be fraught. Little did I know that for many residents they were already flooded out for a third time in a month as a result of the storm’s fury. I was excited at the idea of finding a new quest to do, at potentially delivering my prepared ritual to anyone who appeared for the morning, and finally for attempting to do some healing on this flooded...