Tag Archives: myth
The Goddess of Winter Mist
Winter was doing her best to cloak the growing light of the sun. She threw a shroud of freezing mist across the sky, to try to gather away all of the light and the warmth, and she almost succeeded. The … Continue reading
Ice Heart
Mountain heart of ice Casts her cold dead spell tightly Unwoven by Spring A cairn field high above Loch Garry, marking the passage of the thousands who visit the Scottish Highlands each year, travelling through the Cairngorms on this … Continue reading
Mysterious Mist
Ahead lies shrouded Wrapped in winters freezing cloak Glints of futures hopes This is everything Senses brimming with beauty Future forgotten All certainty rests Forms swirl coming and going Mysterious mist Along these mist shrouded tidal waters people have fought … Continue reading
Mananan’s Cloak
Mananans soft storm Clouds, mist and ocean swirl in Neither here nor there Edges blurred and gone Timeless cloak folds formlessly Hide and reveal light For all my fact lovers, these shots were captured from the shore in front of … Continue reading
Liquid Gold
There’s a space between the world we know, and the otherworlds of Gods, ancestors and myths, and this space is as thin as a slender golden thread. Filled with boundless light and endless tales, it shimmers in between our thoughts, … Continue reading
Oaks and Pig Tales
Down in the woods, autumn is breathing her frosts and mists across the leaves and grass. Bracken is turning orange, the beech trees are golden and copper leaves and nuts lie strewn across the forrest floor. But among the oaks, … Continue reading
Dialogue in Stone: Callanish
Away on the far North Western corner of the Isle of Lewis, which itself sits on the far Northwest of the UK, there lies a dialogue in stone. Written over 4,500 years ago by our Neolithic ancestors, it’s message has … Continue reading
The Birth of Magic
There’s a hill, just beyond the hill behind the last hill you can see, rolling away into the distance. On the breast of this hill magic is brewed each and every day. It rises in soft white and purple clouds … Continue reading