Spear Ten
The castle looks quite close – I could virtually touch it. Surely it can’t be much further to go? But then I notice the path winding down into the valley and up the steep hill and I feel disheartened. Read the rest of this entry »
The castle looks quite close – I could virtually touch it. Surely it can’t be much further to go? But then I notice the path winding down into the valley and up the steep hill and I feel disheartened. Read the rest of this entry »
Standing by the shore, at the edge of a cliff. Feeling the power of the rock rising up through me. I stand tall and strong. I will weather the storm. Read the rest of this entry »
So fast! I ride on the current of my enthusiasm. It is exhilarating but beyond my control. Many ideas come. I am flowing. Read the rest of this entry »
The fortress is ancient and fallen to ruin. Still, I feel something important is hidden here. But the spear blocks the gateway. It stands sentinel, guarding a deep secret. Read the rest of this entry »
The Sun rises. In the valley, mist lingers. A path climbs up a man-made mound, and at its top another sun rises: a flag is raised in celebration of my victory. Read the rest of this entry »
Sunrise on the chosen day. The spears stand ready to be crossed in battle. I have to fight my corner. Accepting the fight is the only honourable thing to do. Will my honour defeat my fear at this moment of choice? Read the rest of this entry »
It is a time of transition. We have come to a new phase in our life. It is good go acknowledge this initiation by celebrating it. But then comes the choice: do we remain in the place that is familiar to us, or do we take up the challenge of the unknown? Read the rest of this entry »
This is a good place to rest. Here in the hollow between the roots of this great tree. I let its roots guide me down into the Land, and its branches up to the sky. In this place, power and inspiration come to guide me. Read the rest of this entry »
The landscape is open and welcoming. I feel like soaring like a hawk high over that landscape, looking at it from up high, getting to know its secrets. And then I pounce and catch my prey. Read the rest of this entry »
Standing in the blaze, at the heart of the fire. Roaring flames all around and inside. All-consuming passion. This fire can crate and utterly destroy. Read the rest of this entry »
He is passionately creative and he uses his art for the good of his people. He transforms things in his forge. He changes old things so they become useful again. Read the rest of this entry »
She has a strong connection with the Ancestral Spirit of the Land. She draws her strength from it and gives of herself to it. Read the rest of this entry »
Before you have even asked him for help, he singles out the best course of action and then gives all his energy to it. He hurtles headlong into the adventure. Read the rest of this entry »
She is very focused. She knows exactly what she wants and directs all her being to her goal. She can concentrate but also gains an overview, so her energy is in harmony with the Land. Read the rest of this entry »