Yesterday, the last of the House Martins visited their home, which is my home too. 

Hollow Earth refers to the concept that a subterranean realm exists below our lands and seas, peopled by an advanced civilisation.  Some believers see it in literal terms, while others relate it to esoteric spiritual hierarchies that exist deep within the Planet.

The Dark of the Moon approaches, and Mother Moon is entering the last three days of her present life but knowing a new one is imminent in her rebirth, her New Moon, on 30^th August.

The new full moon approaches, strongly influenced this time by Leo, so full of strength and power and drive and worldly presence.  It is the month of all months in the annual calendar when the focus should be on the human self, and yet, this time, the sense of self is slipping away, leaving an ambiguity of identity and a space where the human being is meant to be.  Who are you?

Every solstice has its own significance, and the June Solstice of 2019, today, will be a powerful reflection of the significant nature of this year, of what has been and of what is to come. We are on the cusp of greatness.

Recent reports have warned of the impossibility of protecting the British coastline from an encroaching sea. “We cannot win the war on water”, one scientist said.

The photograph yesterday of a black hole in a far distant galaxy was headline news all over the world, eclipsing even Brexit in its importance.

Where and as I write now, green woodpeckers are yaffling in the oak trees around me as kites, ravens and buzzards circle around my home looking for breakfast to feed mates building their nests or even sitting on their eggs. It is a calm damp morning, the prelude to a timeless spring day in this old and sacred Upper Wye valley in Wales.

The Full Moon on Monday will not only be when she is at her closest to Earth, but as she disappears behind our planetary home she will glow fiery red.

As one year turned into another, a wild heather in my garden came into bloom, beautifully and in celebration of new beginnings. I wondered then what it thinks and what it knows, in its wisdom, of what is to come?