“Remember, Psyche’s first job in the underworld was to sift and sort the grain”. I was in Dartmoor, at the start of a long dry

The past days I realised something. Something that has been staring at me these last years. Something I was not clear on until now. This

On a Hermetic Adventure I am finding some deeper ground in the quieter moments. In the sound of a chant echoing across an unfamiliar, old

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I realised I stopped recommending books to read a while back. My reading became so off piste that it wasn’t worth the risk recommending something