All that I have is Yours


“All that I have is yours” is a statement often and loosely used to indicate a relationship commitment, perhaps, or the generosity of hospitality. Sometimes it is said flippantly or ironically, insincere words that are quickly forgotten.

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Love is the Epiphany of God


The monk and spiritual writer Thomas Merton wrote with humility and authority about the importance of knowing God, and of seeing God within and without us, in the perfect beauty of nature and in our blood and being. His words exude love, and through those words of poetry and inspiration he leads us to the presence of the divine.

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Sexual Harassment – Reclaiming the Past


Once upon a time, the coming together of two people in sexual union was a sacred, joyous rite that was the human equivalent of spiritual ecstasy – love in its purest, highest form that transcended lust. It was private, too, never discussed with others.

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Halloween, a Day of Remembrance

Halloween,on Tuesday, is one of the oldest spiritual festivals, and deserving to be remembered – properly.

Its origins go back to the Celtic festival of Samhain (summer’s end), but there are links also to the festival of the dead known as Parentalia and also Hallowtide when the saints are honoured and the spirits of the dead are prayed for. It is the time when magic is abroad and the ephemeral dimensions mingle with our third dimensional reality, and it deserves to be honoured for the sacred nature of this annual marker.


Halloween 1833 in Ireland

Halloween has been trivialised over recent years and become more of a spooky celebration for children than anything else, its Celtic roots ignored. Remember, however, that just as leylines are created and strengthened by the march of thousands of pilgrims over centuries, so too the consistent celebration of ancient spiritual festivals embeds their meaning and power into the energies of earth and in the psyche of man. The memory of the true Halloween lives on in all of us, even if our minds have forgotten.

For me, living in my Celtic sanctuary of mountains and water, this day is important in my spiritual calendar. I will remember the great men and women who have striven to bring spirituality to earth since it was first seeded; the souls of the departed and in particular the souls of those making their way Home now. I will remember the Beings, once souls themselves, who work so hard to help us through our great transition, and I will remember the souls of those who have helped me personally, human and animal and more besides. I will give thanks for the magic of this great adventure of Life and will honour the Mystery.

These are extraordinary times and the day of Halloween is an extraordinary day, truly deserving of remembrance by all awakened souls. Even souls that are awake can forget, however – even you? Perhaps this time you will remember.


Painting by Daniel Maclise


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HiQuakes, and Treading Lightly


For me to talk about the HiQuake Database sounds boringly dry, but its focus is something of such importance to the survival of Earth  that everyone should know of it. It is a catalogue of harm.

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This Harvest Moon – Choose your Way Well

You choose your way, your path, your life with every breath, and the Full Moon sitting esoterically in the sign of Libra this week is a reminder to you of your absolute power to direct your human journey.

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The World is not Ours


In the warmth of a mild late September, when autumn has just begun to show himself, plants in my garden that I thought had died down in preparation for the ending of the year have pushed forth delicate new flowers in a message of life and hope: in every ending there are new beginnings.

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Mexico, and the Power of the Gods


The human tragedy of the latest earthquake to shake Mexico reminds us of planetary secrets and the power of the Gods, if we choose to see.

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Irma, Part of a Perfect Storm


Heavy winds pounded my home last night, and its cedar frame rocked like a ship on rough seas as wood outside and inside crackled and  the great River Wye roared her power.

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