On the rare occasions I have a conversation with someone about my vision quest last year I invariably begin by explaining that it’s not over, that in some sense I’m still in the ceremony. I experience strong, mixed feelings of excitement, fear and confusion whenever I think about this. During the two days I spent … Continue reading All Souls Pass Into The West
As I contemplate with fear and excitement the possibility of going on a vision quest in September, it’s very clear there’s a part of me which does not want to commit. It’s understandable I guess, the prospect of spending four days and nights alone without food and shelter in the wilds of Dartmoor would cause … Continue reading Who have I been since before I can remember?