It all began with Silver's Threads

To read Silver's Threads is to be transported to other realms, where beings co-exist with humans and the Old Ones walk the land as they did in the Ancient of Days. Dare you walk the Between in the places unseen. Will you dare to engage with your shade? Will you walk, will you stray, senses lost on the way with the mists calling home, will you wander alone; dare you walk the Between unafraid?
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New books on the way to my readers soon. The Music of Padarn Woods, Mystery, Where Springs Meet, Short story collection and A Crooked Path Photo and Nature Poetry Volume.

New books on the way to my readers soon. The Music of Padarn Woods, Mystery, Where Springs Meet, Short story collection and A Crooked Path Photo and Nature Poetry Volume.

Grey the threads, once coloured weave as all souls this realm must leave... that man himself could so deceive the failing Skeins of Tyme. Each mortal a thread that woven must, in Perfect Love and Perfect Trust, to rise above the cut and thrust that snaps the Skeins of Tyme...

Grey the threads, once coloured weave as all souls this realm must leave... that man himself could so deceive the failing Skeins of Tyme. Each mortal a thread that woven must, in Perfect Love and Perfect Trust, to rise above the cut and thrust that snaps the Skeins of Tyme...

Dark colours spin a muted blight, each note a chorus of the night, spinning fast the dying light ...upon the Skeins of Tyme. We did not fall; descent was slow, on gossamer wings in ebb and flow, we came a planet's seed to sow upon the Skeins of Tyme...

Dark colours spin a muted blight, each note a chorus of the night, spinning fast the dying light ...upon the Skeins of Tyme. We did not fall; descent was slow, on gossamer wings in ebb and flow, we came a planet's seed to sow upon the Skeins of Tyme...

My new antholgy is now available in print and kindle form, from amazon.com world wide. Nature touches us... she waits for that odd moment when our thoughts are elsewhere, tucked in at the corners of a neat little life. Suddenly, she not only untucks those corners, but pulls on loose threads, unravelling all we thought was 'normal' in our world.  Greenman, Jack in the Green, Cernunnos, Herne, John Barleycorn …all reference the Magickal being who is the epitome of the God of Nature. His…

My new antholgy is now available in print and kindle form, from amazon.com world wide. Nature touches us... she waits for that odd moment when our thoughts are elsewhere, tucked in at the corners of a neat little life. Suddenly, she not only untucks those corners, but pulls on loose threads, unravelling all we thought was 'normal' in our world. Greenman, Jack in the Green, Cernunnos, Herne, John Barleycorn …all reference the Magickal being who is the epitome of the God of Nature. His…

Available from amazon.com worldwide ...my first poetry volume, designed to assist, those who seek a simpler path to find their way. Cover art and text Copyright Penny Reilly

Available from amazon.com worldwide ...my first poetry volume, designed to assist, those who seek a simpler path to find their way. Cover art and text Copyright Penny Reilly

Threads of Silver, silken fine, reweaves the web, all souls entwine; a tapestry of life Divine ...upon the Skeins of Tyme Silver'n words, a promise spoken, what was lost is now re-woven. In honouring life, the spell is broken ...to heal the Skeins of Tyme

Threads of Silver, silken fine, reweaves the web, all souls entwine; a tapestry of life Divine ...upon the Skeins of Tyme Silver'n words, a promise spoken, what was lost is now re-woven. In honouring life, the spell is broken ...to heal the Skeins of Tyme

Willows bend and sway with ease; many kin feel Her disease; a chorus of sound, as mortal pleas ...pluck the Skeins of Tyme. Who hears the call and follow must, with harm to none, fair and just the clarion cry for love for trust ...vibrates the Skeins of Tyme.

Willows bend and sway with ease; many kin feel Her disease; a chorus of sound, as mortal pleas ...pluck the Skeins of Tyme. Who hears the call and follow must, with harm to none, fair and just the clarion cry for love for trust ...vibrates the Skeins of Tyme.

Drifting through the Warp and Weft, fragile hands so pale and deft, weave the scrap of tapestry left ...upon the Skeins of Tyme. Flying spindle, curling thread, returning life the earth to tread. Once more Her Silver'n blood is shed ...upon the Skeins of Tyme.

Drifting through the Warp and Weft, fragile hands so pale and deft, weave the scrap of tapestry left ...upon the Skeins of Tyme. Flying spindle, curling thread, returning life the earth to tread. Once more Her Silver'n blood is shed ...upon the Skeins of Tyme.


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In Shamanic understanding, all words are spells. Everything we think or say cascades into reality. When I repeat to myself the thought that I’m not that smart, or beautiful, or deserving, I’m literally cursing myself. Those thoughts go out into the world and bring me situations and outcomes that prove the thoughts. Let’s watch our words today and become aware of how words affect our bodies and our lives.. Mia Genis

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In Shamanic understanding, all words are spells. Everything we think or say cascades into reality. When I repeat to myself the thought that I’m not that smart, or beautiful, or deserving, I’m literally cursing myself. Those thoughts go out into the world and bring me situations and outcomes that prove the thoughts. Let’s watch our words today and become aware of how words affect our bodies and our lives.. Mia Genis

Chalice Well, Glastonbury, Somerset, UK. The sacred Vesica Pisces

Chalice Well, Glastonbury, Somerset, UK. The sacred Vesica Pisces

Seasons of Love and War ...Brenda Ashworth Barry

Seasons of Love and War ...Brenda Ashworth Barry

Love Rocks "magick" Plaque with Natural Found Heart Shaped Rock by Kathy Morawski of Mystic Mare, $45.00

Love Rocks "magick" Plaque with Natural Found Heart Shaped Rock by Kathy Morawski of Mystic Mare, $45.00

From Silver's Threads Book 3, Warp & Weft Dance the last dance of Dragonfly, on delicate wings in an azure blue sky Soon the first mists and frosts of the time will cover the land in icy rime She will sleep the long sleep in enchanted pools, her wings folded tight as the planet cools and then in the spring her offspring emerge to fly trembling again, on the brink, on the verge For nothing ever truly dies as we dance the last dance of Dragonfly

From Silver's Threads Book 3, Warp & Weft Dance the last dance of Dragonfly, on delicate wings in an azure blue sky Soon the first mists and frosts of the time will cover the land in icy rime She will sleep the long sleep in enchanted pools, her wings folded tight as the planet cools and then in the spring her offspring emerge to fly trembling again, on the brink, on the verge For nothing ever truly dies as we dance the last dance of Dragonfly

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