Once there was magic, mist and the great mystery
Whispers from a Misty Britain
Once there was magic, mist, and the great mystery.
Once there was magic, mist and the great mystery
Once there was magic, mist, and the great mystery.
Step into magic, mud, moss, and mist. Find your way back to the Great Mystery. The Old Song which your heart knows, and your soul keeps safe for you. Yes, those parts of you that could not be destroyed. They have held on to this for you, and kept watch for your coming.
The land of these misty isles has been traumatised over millennia. She asks for our witnessing and our humility. If we can be with the truth of her endurance and her suffering, we can also be with the truth of her eternal nature and indomitable spirit. Another world is possible.
Now the old ritual landscapes return to the weary human with open hearts, asking to be known again in full. Hidden within etymology, myth, folklore and trauma — are the old, old whispers of our souls and the soul we share with the land.
Misty Britain is a reciprocal partnership with the land, the healed-and-well ancestors, and the non-human guides, protectors, and teachers all around us. It is made as an offering of giving voice and witnessing. This misty endeavour is sent out into the collective with their support and rooted in their consent at all times.
Journey, initiation, breakdown, madness, homecoming — there are many paths that lead to truth. Many maps through the mist. And the road goes on forever.
Read more by tapping the rock once, if that is your will.
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Linda Hogan
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