I’m on my way today to the Silent Eye workshop in Great Hucklow, Derbyshire. The train is packed with people and luggage as usual, but it’s bearable. The weather is beautiful and sunny, which has lifted the heavy energies of the week. Sounds mundane but the unfolding of the weekend always brings with it surprising and life changing events.
The inner world is once again in the throes of change, and the streams of magic flowing through it are converging. My perception of the realities around me isn’t positive at the moment. There’s a sense of vulnerability and lack of confidence in my ability to shift the inertia. Perhaps it’s the Ego putting up a fight to stop the inevitable movement of change.
Methinks these are the emotions of the character I’m enacting in the sacred drama the workshop is giving space to. An individual whose faith has provided resilience…
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