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Is a fascination with what lies underground a universal preoccupation? A positive answer to this question is the underlying message from Will Hunt’s recent book, Underground (Simon and Schuster, 2019) which argues that our relationship with what lies beneath is so tied into our evolution that it has become unconscious and instinctual.
From the oldest of legends and folktales, through millennia of spiritual practices and stories from religions around the world to the evolutionary theories, which some micro-biologists are suggesting today, the nature of the subterranean world and its inhabitants has provided us with some of our longest-lasting mysteries.
The physical world, of natural caves, caverns, tunnels or constructed spaces underground, has often become a sanctuary in times of trouble, a place of safety for the living as well as the dead. Even though caves might be full of traps and dangers, they provided early peoples with shelter. They…
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2020, how neat and new you look! You are an enigmatic egg, emerging from the womb of darkness and the passing of time. But we are twenty years into a new century and millennium, and what does the world look like? Remember the dire predictions of the collapse of our energy dependent, global society when our calendar was about to click over into the new millennium? The fuss was enough to make many people nervous. We are still battling fears—fear of what we have done or not done, especially in the last twenty years, and the helplessness we often feel as we look at the mess; fear of crazy politicians who seem to rise to power so easily on the backs of the ignorant, the angry and violent; fear of greedy corporations and the power they wield. And then there are all our personal fears to cope with as well.
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Thanks so much for posting this Sally Cronin!
It’s a long time since I wrote a blog, except for those used on our festival website (spiritofthehills); for as I chaired Spirit of the Hills Arts Association’s 2019 festival of the arts committee, the series of events we planned and executed consumed my time and me for many months. The committee’s dedication and constancy over this period were crucial and I am happy to report that the festival was a success. This being our second, we extended its length, added some new events to the core ones we developed last time and were delighted when the Lieutenant Governor Ontario accepted our invitation to visit and come to our opening reception. So, now as the snow is piling up and the colourful last days of October are long gone, what are we left with? Dramatic productions, dance performances, a concert and a multi-media afternoon involving poetry, videos, music…
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The heron on the lake on sunset, digital watercolor painting Copyright Martina Vaculikova at 123RF
Summer has been slow to arrive this year. But finally the weather is warming up and soon perhaps we’ll be searching out shady places and even thinking of taking off our shoes and wading in the creek. But only if the heron has stopped stalking the bank, caught his fish for the day and left. He has an awesome presence and we celebrate his visits.
Image from Pixabay
Heron has an awkward grace. Sometimes,
rising from the creek, he claps his wings
then hangs, a grey angel above the bank,
austere and still until another thrust
lifts him into trees. The dog barks,
scared my grandchild grips my hand.
Spreading pennons cover us as heron sails
above our heads—both shadow and a blessing.
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Have I mentioned the Spirit of the Hills Festival of the Arts that we are planning to put on October 24-26, 2019?
I am chairing the Festival Committee and we are pleased that our programme is set and that we are now negotiating with artists of all kinds, whom we have invited to participate.
Of course there is still an enormous amount of work to do on the dramatic and musical events, our multi-media show, the anthology, the art show and all the other activities we have programmed for that weekend.
And of course we have to publicise and stir up excitement about the Festival, so this year we decided to set up a festival blog, taking people behind the scenes and letting them into some of the madness and fun of turning ideas into actual events.
The blog has been designed by Lauren Reyes Grange and administered by Cynthia…
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Thank you Christopher Graham
Why are some dreams so vivid but also so difficult to recall when one wakes? All I can remember of last night’s dream is sitting in the sun on a hillside while flocks of little blue butterflies gyrated around me.
But I know where those Chalk Hill Blues used to dance, skimming the dry thin grass on a hill over-looking Caterham valley. It was a favourite destination of mine and my friend Jenny, when out for a bicycle ride. We cast our bikes down by the stile, climbing over onto the white path which crossed the steep meadowland. We searched for arrow heads for there were bands of flint running through this chalk hill. I don’t think we ever found any. But I do remember the springy feel of walking there as though the hill itself bounced under our feet. Male Chalk Hill Blues are pale, spring-sky blue, their wings…
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