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... helped me develop my understanding of them, I consider they are energy currents within the earth just as there are currents within the air and the water. I love the legends, myths and more tangible historic human associations with which these lines are entwined. I have come to understand better the need we humans have for stories to live by and how in exploring the ancient myths we find metaphors for our own lives. I strongly encourage anyone with an interest in these earth ...
After a Eurostar journey from Paris to London, a taxi ride across London, then another train from London to Norwich, we arrived at my friend Maureen's house in Mulbarton, a lovely little village near Norwich. Angie (Maureen's daughter) picked us up from the railway station so that Maureen could complete the feast she was preparing - Christmas dinner! And what a feast! Turkey with home made stuffing, ...
... flesh. What I am concerned with
is my readiness to obey the call of Truth, my God, from moment to moment." April 29th 1933
My truth now has been influenced by much reading of ancient history and visiting many places which have been important to humans for many thousands of years. Only this morning Debby had read me a passage from her book, On Silbury Hill by Adam Thorpe:
"When in 1979 I finally visited a Hopi village out on its mesa in ...
... Hollow and the home of the poet who penned Twinkle Twinkle Little Star), Bury St. Edmunds (birthplace of Bob Hoskins and home of the aforementioned Nutshell and Greene King) and Hawkedon (site of Luke and Lucy's wedding reception)! It was a sad farewell but the knowledge that we will see everyone again soon eases a bit of the sting.
Off to Scotland for Seth and I and home for Mom and Dad.
... it’s what Debby calls the riding school pony syndrome. Once I get the scent of home my tempo quickens and today, with Newmarket near at hand, I’m showing my paces.
We reach our pub, the White Horse Inn, at 6pm where Debby is waiting for the stories. We’ve walked from 9.30am with only an hour break for lunch and perhaps thirty minutes more at the churches. We’ve covered 33kms, or more than 21 miles, which is exactly the three ...