Penrith Castle’s Tale.

I wish I had taken more photos. I was so taken up in the moment that my phone stayed mostly in my pocket. There among the stones and walls, I was there but not.

I did not see wind swept ruins in the heart of Penrith, I saw a home, with galleries, staircases, kitchens and all covered with beautiful tapestries and curtains. I could feel life in this place and it felt nice.

The Castle’s Secrets.

What

secrets

do you hold.

Echos of days

Of old. History

Unfolds holding so much

Reaching through time you touch me

I see, clear, your former glory

You told me your fascinating tale

Through time and space your history prevails.

More thoughts from The Silent Eye‘s : The Full Circle : Finding your way home, weekend in Cumbria.

A Sea of Souls.

This is a mystical moment from this past weekend spent in Cumbria with The Silent Eye. The weekend was entitled The Full Circle : Finding your way home.

It was late morning on the second day of the course and we visited a ring of stones and trees. Physically there were eight of us present, (one of our number was unwell) After a few moments instead of the space of this large place holding only eight people I was aware that I was caught up in a crowd of thousands of souls. I have a fear of crowds and I was afraid. One tree called to me and drew me to it.

I did confide this to one of my companions and she assured me, as the tree had done, that I was safe. There is more to tell.

A Sea of Souls

Gently you called to me

Through the crowds of souls

You led me safely through a boiling sea.

I was trembling, frightened of drowning whole.

I had the word upon my lips

Whispering to you, I know you heard.

I was alive from toes to finger tips.

As you held me safe and shared with me my word.