from the red tent
Mark and I were, like everyone else, trapped by our different classes and genders, by stereotypes and archetypes, our inherited traumas and collective karmas, Metaphysical practice was the way we liberated ourselves, and nearly all of this liberation happened in the dramaturgical dialogues that we held in the decades that followed, as we travelled across continents, as we returned to England and put down our seakale roots in this East Anglian shingle shore.
You can only go so far in knowing yourself, or this Earth, on your own. If you don’t speak of the connections you make in your imagination, of your encounters, your deep-time soul, to another being in a cherished space, they are not heard in this world, they don’t land .