The scene is this: Beltane. Dartmoor. Dense mist. Two figures are seen stumbling about through moss-dressed old trees, and clambering up hills, heading towards an unseen destination. The impartial observer would wonder why they were bothering, as they don’t seem to be walking a dog. But the impartial observer wouldn’t realise that the two figures … Read More “Beltane 2016 p3 – Yellowmead and the Labyrinth” »
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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 … Read More “Beltane 2016 p2 – Misty May at Down Tor” »
I had a crazy idea. How about we take the motorhome down to the west of Devon on Beltane, and then come back the next day? It’s only a seven hour drive each way? Somehow – put it down to the persuasive powers of Spring energies, I managed to make this seem like a sensible … Read More “Beltane 2016 p1 – Bad Luck and Bad Energy” »
After last weeks weirdness at Glastonbury I was worried. Having gained a monumental answer that there was something wrong with the world. I was flummoxed at the enormity of it all. An Internet “chat” with Gwas had got him dowsing to confirm that I was getting the correct results. Still, I wasn’t really afraid that … Read More “Tintagel and a conversation with Merlin” »
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