A flavour of Dazzling and Tremendous – the essence of Erraid
An Homage to Erraid in our 60th Birthday year. Angus Marland remembers the early days at Erraid, a tiny hamlet on an island near Iona. This film combines drone footage over the island on a
An Homage to Erraid in our 60th Birthday year. Angus Marland remembers the early days at Erraid, a tiny hamlet on an island near Iona. This film combines drone footage over the island on a
A few days before my newest performance venture in the Universal Hall, an evening of song (Sabine Mehlberg) and spoken word by myself, Alex Wright and Callum Bell invited me to do an interview with
Fair Iona How I love thee From Erraid's Hills And far away The silkie was my lovers gift Left for me by oceans door With raven hair and glowing skin A Celtic shaman that’s for
What are Commons? Since acquiring the Park in 1983, the commons in our community have been held and developed by the Findhorn Foundation. They have generously paid the public liability insurance and assigned teams such
The photo of Eileen popping out of a cake is from a dance skit I made for the 30th Birthday Celebration, which included dancers dressed in kitchen aprons dancing with mops and featured cameo appearances
From 1989 to 1995 I worked on the early development of the Findhorn Ecovillage. In the early days we ran a series of building schools that taught groups of students building skills over a three
The Welcome Group In the beginning Ineke was inspired to place a notice in the Rainbow Bridge with an invitation to attend a group to welcome newcomers to the community. More than a dozen of
The following article is a wonderful description of Hans Poulsen's many achievements. The author, Graeme Brown, gave us his kind permission to use his article in our collective autobiography. Thank You! Graeme wrote: "Hans [was]
Hans Poulsen 1974 photo by Kathy Thormod We have just heard that Hans Poulsen has died in February 2023. Loving tributes on the One Incredible Family Facebook group honour him for the way
On the loss of one of my friends Proud mare Valiant Steed; jewel of Diana and the hunt We crossed the streams many times; wet flanks and muddy boots The stink of her Horse sweat