Read MoreA small dance of feathers directly above brought me out of my reverie, and I could see from the flash of pink red breast, black cap and grey wings this was a bullfinch.
Read MoreTransfixed by this heady scene, I moved slowly around the vault in an almost trance like state.
Read MoreI’ve learned to reconnect with the land. Through my own practice, and through land based workshops… I observe and listen how the land reveals its stories and myths. I can see how my personal experience and interpretation of the Otherworld overlaps with the idea of mundus imaginalis.