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Immediate dispatch from Somerset. Nice book in great condition. Pages in excellent condition. No notes or highlighting. See images. Fantastic book.

About the book >.>.> The black of the night enveloped me as I lay alone in a shavan an Iranian nomadic tent by the side of a noisy rushing stream on a Snowdonian hillside of North Wales. My aim was to communicate with the spirits of the dark and elemental nature. The waters cascaded over the large stones in the stream and I let them enter my awareness of the place when the feelings of fear had subsided a little. I had come back to Cae Mabon a ‘stunningly beautiful elemental centre on the edge” with an eclectic shamanic magical group called ‘Mad Shamans. The previous year a group of us had climbed Mount Snowdon and as it had been my birthday it had particular significance for me. At the end of our stay at Cae Mabon I had danced the spirits of the mountain and its waters as they surged through me. I felt very connected to the place – the wild mountain had become a part of me: ‘external nature had become internalized and a change had occurred in my consciousness. This year I wanted to return; it was like returning to a part of myself. As I lay in the shavan I consciously opened myself up to the dark and the further change that I knew would occur. The experience of the dark of the night in the shavan and the thunderous cascading Snowdonian river had left me with a feeling that I had to let the past and the non-essential go. On the way home I had my luggage stolen from the train; this seemed to me to be a very real confirmation of my communication. (LL)