The Old Ones are Calling

The old ones are calling us,

way across the oceans of time

They have something to tell us

Want to help us

In our search for a new way of being

They are calling us back to see our roots

To understand how we came to be here


The old ones are calling us

To recognise our ancestors.

Their struggles

And their truth

Are our birthright

The things that strengthen us

T he stories that guide us


We have learnt half truths

Laid over half truths

And they serve us not

They feed not our soul

For we know in the depths

Who we truly are

And the old ones are calling us

Back home


To the stories of our kin

We came from over the sea

We came in boats

We came ashore

We came to conquer new lands

We came to find new homes

We came for we were lost

Refugees on the ocean of time


We came in waves

Over time uncountable

Kin of kin

Kin slaying kin

Memories erased by time

And half told truths

Back to our shores

The land of plenty


The land of our dreams

The land of our forebearers

The land of prophecy and vision

The land of our long forgotten past

Our ancestors

And our future

We came to seek our home

As all sea borne creatures do


The old ones are calling us

It is time

To reclaim our stories

The Storytellers have returned

To teach us the will and the wit

Of long forgotten kin

To peel back the layers

Of long forgotten tales


We can never go back

Ne’er return

Nor ought to try

And neither can we go on

To a paradise sought

Not ought to try

For the wisdom of the elders

Is right here with us now


It’s here in the whisper of the wind

It calls on the wailing tides

It burns through clouds

A vision of summer

And baked it holds us

Womb like

Feeding and quenching

Every need


Our old ones were shamans

There is no need to seek

Them in the lands of others

There is no need to borrow

From alien traditions

There is no need

For anything more

Than a good ear


When the old tales are taught

Forget your sums calculations and graphs

Forget the rise and fall of those in power

Live not in the future

And dwell not in your past

But listen to the old ones

As they sing your soul back home.

The timeless one


Is all we need heed

Sink into deep leafy earth

Rejoice in spring breezy airs

Leap into the summer lands

And harvest well

The old ones worshipped

What they saw, felt and heard

All around them


We would do well

To follow suit

It is here we are home

Revelling in the very pith

Of our land

Growing roots

To reach down

To take hands


One to another

There beneath the loam

Where our ancestors roam


And we on the surface their senses

Whilst high above

Birds dance on the wing

We are one, we are one, we are one


Teach this simple truth

T o your children

Sing and dance it

Into their very bones

Pray with your bliss

And revere with your grief

Honour with your fear

And champion with your rage


These are our sacred gifts

Listen to the tales of the old ones

Listen and repeat them lovingly

Savouring their flavours

Upon your tongue

And your belly

Let your heart follow its desire

And join hands with your kin


The old ones have spoken

Revel in their tales

Bring them to life

Dwell in woods

By the sea

Let the breeze lift your hair

And gladden your heart

Run deer like across meadows


Open your heart to the sound of love

As it courses through every living being

Respond to subtle signs

Follow your intuition

Honour all as your equal

And doubt not your skill

Live the life of a story

Wind borne


One to the other


Yet changeless

Rejoice in our roots

Love our land

Remember our tales

And become as a child

The true receptacle


Then take up your sword

Your mighty flaming power

And forge passion into your life

Live and breathe your story

Share all you have to give


And aim true

Your purpose is all.


Then honour the old ones

Those who came before

For what are you

But the sinew of a greater one

A woven thread

Of the tapestry

Of our people

Who came to this land

From over the sea.


The Old Ones are calling

can you hear, can you hear

Can you hear?


                          Mission Statement

The time has come to talk of passion, vision and inspiration.

What do you get if you cross

a diplomatic well spoken harmony gardener, artist, muso and writer who sympathetically restores historic buildings  including eco retrofits, and has a longing to grow good healthy food in a way that plants love,

with a passionate and enthusiastic writer, workshop facilitator, trainer, poet and storyteller with a penchant for cooking for health with local organic ingredients?

…a totally transparent,ethical, beautiful,inspiring,meaningful and fulfilling, nourishing , transformational, affordable Centre for Arts and Wellbeing.

We love working with creatives,would-be creatives, young people and old people,those who have lost their way,are trying to find their way or who simply need a quiet space to recharge their batteries and their dreams.

We have experience of:

working with multi lingual groups

teaching language and designing tailor made courses

working with young people

Vegan and Vegetarian cookery (specializing in special dietary requirements)

catering for up to 50 people in retreat settings (indoors and out)

growing food for large groups

building and restoring historic buildings


organizing events

running workshops and training courses

creating personalized poetry, art work, health regimes, birth chart readings


therapeutic gardening


fixing, make, do and mend

leading storywalks

and so much more.

We speak English,Welsh and Portuguese, are practical,inventive and innovative, and enthusiastic and sympathetic listeners. We are people, plant and animal lovers. We believe the indigenous myths of Britain hold the key to the future happiness of our people and that all nationalities’ stories hold pieces of the future within them.

Our dream is to create and co-manage a little piece of the future now, in the present; full of mutual understanding,inspiration and co-creation.

People will come to us to replenish, recharge, re-energize, re-vision and re-create their lives and dreams.  There will always be space for rich and poor alike and new dreams and collaborations will emerge.

We will provide full board and lodging in a beautiful environment with close links to nature, local trades, services and crafts, against a mythic and magical vision of the future backdrop for short term participants; encouraging them to go and replicate  what they have experienced. Finances will be totally transparent and any collaborators will be amply rewarded with mutually beneficial exchanges.

In our Centre there will be a large communal dining room and kitchen with range and pantry, a library, a round house for storytelling, music and sharing, a large wooden floored workshop/movement and dance space, south to SW facing land with a large walled garden and orchard, native woodland, big horizons and a range of accommodation possibilities for around 12 -14 persons. The centre will be rural, sheltered and secluded with an old market town within 15 miles. The coast will be easily accessible as will wild nature.

We know the most amazing professionals; conscious dance instructors, masseurs, herbalists and alternative health practitioners, movement, presence, mindfulness and yoga teachers, singing teachers, forest gardeners and permaculturists, astrologers, constellators, art and beauty therapists, storytellers and travelling minstrels, change agents and life coaches. We’ve visited and lived in community,both familial and intentional,and have Transition collaborators all over the world.

We are inspired by Felin Uchaf, Embercombe, Tir Ysbridol, Sharpham House, the Schumacher College and Sprint Mill.

Missing ingredient: the land on which to create the vision. The buildings are old and story filled, the surroundings still bear the footprint of ancient ways, (perhaps it lies on an ancient pilgrims’ route), the ground is fertile, sheltered and welcoming …and if it isn’t we will make it so!


You can help by…

Investing Capital in our social enterprise

Buying your annual retreat space ahead of time

Being our local eye in Devon,Cornwall,Dorset,Wales, Herefordshire and Glos. for suitable properties

Renting or selling us the dilapidated buildings you despair of for us to transform

Helping us create a totally ethical business plan

Sharing this blog on social media.

Telling your friends!


Help clear the mist and enable us create a little piece of Newtopia!




Inspired and Inspiring

The 3rd Seed Festival took place near Stroud this weekend at the inspirational Centre for Future Thinking; Hawkwood College thanks to changemaker Victoria Whelan.

The sun shone,the skies were blue,the people were beautiful, the setting was to die for and the focus truly inspirational.

Cutting edge speakers Mac MacCartney, Caroline Lucas, Rob Hopkins, Molly Scott Cato, Sir Tim Smit, & Satish Kumar, shared the stage with wondrous musicians including the groovy Ganda Boys and the sublime Rising Appalcahia whilst workshops galore invited participants to step into their power and realise their dreams for a brighter future.

Caroline Lucas speaking in the Seed Marquee

Highlights for me were hearing Caroline Lucas speak from the heart, practising heart dialogue with Joanna Watters, Chris Paradox’ punchy poems, Marion McCartney’s indomitable spirit, dancing walking stick in hand, seeing my good friend Cliona O’Conaill realise her dream of taking her conscious dance practice Earth Beats to a new level and have us all dancing on the grass,  and the touching responses to my workshop “A Journey to the Heart” where we explored people’s responses to the relational challenges that stand between us and the changes we want to see from the vantage point of my new book- in- the- making’s setting: “The Utopia of 2050″and expressed the acts we would have done by then to bring about a positive future…

Here are a few:

I will see children playing in a garden I have created for their connection

I composed a story called “The Awakening” which has connected them

I will be supporting people in community

We’ll belong to the land and who we truly are

I will have opened people to their heart awareness and to their purpose

I will have worked with yoga and mindfulness with kids

I will have provided opportunities for young people to live sustainably 

I am going to be less judgemental towards others

I will help birth a culture which recognises and supports the role that our inner emotions and feelings play in allowing us to understand each other

I am trying to reduce the separation between the masculine and the feminine sexually and emotionally,allowing people to BE and therefore actually be together.

I will bring healing sounds and nature connection

We will  be connecting sex and heart and spirituality, revealing our magnificence

We will be living in harmony with nature

No wonder I came home so energised and ready with my plan to use my MA dissertation research to spend the next 2 summers travelling around collecting these intentions and visions to help describe Utopia in my book!

I was  also touched to bring my Transition Tales to a new audience and find new folk, north of the border, to be inspired by Transition, and to birth a new event – along with good friend Herewood Gabriel, who had launched his exciting new community game The Village Green the night before the festival, and new friend Nicola from Montrose who has been working on a game where we put ourselves in others’ shoes to really understand different perspectives and find common ground. Together we’ll be sharing our inspirational games up in Scotland – looking for feedback, and hopefully, inspiring change as we go! The many of you who have played  my game The Quest to 2050 may be excited to hear that it now has inner challenges too and is looking for new groups to try it out!

Conscious dance teacher Cliona O’Conaill and Innovative Game Designer Herewood Gabriel                                         chill out.

I felt honoured and humbled to see my name on the big green chair along with giants of our time and really take in that we, all of us who care, are making history;we are the gate keepers to a New Age…and what a privilege that is.

The Big Green Travelling Chair

Joy welled up as tears so many times as I experienced a weekend of what for me is paradise on earth; long hot summer days and nights, a fire pit, loving caring people,live music, spectacular big horizons (geographically  and metaphorically), bright flamboyant clothing, bare feet, children running and playing on hay bales,old and young dancing and singing together, seeing so many familiar faces, many offering their gifts as workshops and or performances and all amidst a huge bio-dynamic garden full of living food!

           a heart full of promises

I was thrilled to discover, as my research, and that of Mac McCartney, points to the  druids and our indigenous people’s wisdom in understanding our place besides nature and cosmology, and all our myths show the way to rediscovering those truths, that Hawkwood College was first know as The Grove…

A final thought, from Mac MacCartney’s inspirational talk; there are many spirits just waiting to incarnate;to feel the soft green grass beneath their feet, to know the tenderness of holding hands, to taste the foods and drink the waters, to gaze into a beloved’s eyes,to dance upon this earth – who are we to waste this opportunity,to love,to be happy, to make a difference for the generations waiting to come….