All is reversed.
Maturity looks back to childhood for the key.
In youth is magic and divinity.
The heaviest matters take flight and rise like feathers in a strong wind.
The centre of the brightest blaze is black and tight.
The work of ancient hands are hidden in the night.
I really enjoyed my trip to the Museum of Witchcraft and Magic last weekend. So full of the intriguing material culture of magic and folklore. These objects feel like the external manifestation of things deep in the human psyche and soul.
"I am grateful in ways I cannot describe for this life and the people I share it with"
-- Gordon White. Magician and Shamanic Healer.
It has been shocking to hear of Gordon's death, like the ground isn't so firm beneath our feet today. May he Rest in Power.
A hand drawn poster for the Stonehenge Free Festival. It would annually attract about 30,000 people from 1974-1984. It was finally supressed, violently, in 1985 at "The Battle of the Beanfield"
There is a point on The South Downs Way where the inside of all the flints embedded in the chalk turns black, where before it was light blue or tan. And suddenly looking into a dew covered broken flint in the path is like looking into deep space within the Earth.
A talk on an amazing woman of magic and words Florence Farr (actress, producer, musician and head of The Hermetic Order of the Golden Dawn) coming to a bookshop near you... She stood up to Aleister Crowley and W. B. Yeats wrote poetry about her. Message @The_PBS for tickets