When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze…
You are walking in the Atacama desert in Bolivia (see my pic) and have plenty of water and a decent hat. You notice that there is not much going on….
We have been staying in a little hotel, in Chaloklum for a couple of months now and it has been lovely. The routine became firmly set. I rise and take […]
It’s difficult for me to write about Stuart in any great length as I don’t want to ‘puff piece’ things up. I like to keep it pretty low key. But […]
A poem by James Wild
A Stuart Wilde article: The Virgin Mary somehow got rather thin, so they made a statue of her to scare the children into behaving and so they would attend boring Bible classes without too much of a fuss.
Sacred Gaia is a track from my album Mysteries of Gaia.