today is one of those delicious in between times kind of days when yo feel the sense of being perched on a threshold as i was when i snapped this picture high on a hill overlooking Merlin’s cave in Cornwall, sacred site where this magician initiated Arthur in the path of the grail…

a perfect moment to return to his dream cave on the wings of a sea eagle, great spirit’s familiar… to float slowly down landing gently on the shores of the Atlantic right in front of this mythic cave, home to ancient spirits, keepers of the dream…

opening to the power and beauty now breathing us, we enter the dark cave in reverence feeling the way with our heart, seeing with inner vision, graced with a knowing from the guardians of the beyond, we dwell with the spirits soaking in their wisdom…

as we leave to return to ordinary reality, we thank the elements and the directions offering them our devoted service as we wander in wonder on the rainbow trail seeing the world as it truly is… belonging place of breathtaking beauty, beloved space of breath giving life…