Lord of the Deep and a glass of wine.

As the first Ritual Drama came to an end and the Temple Guardian unsealed the Temple.

I find I am leading the fates out, bowing to the East and then to the Guardian as we leave. I stand in the hallway and I truly wonder just what had happened. I felt as if I was still Limma but there were Sue and Stuart thanking us for our hard work . So I guess I was back in the present.

Sue announces that we are meeting at the pub which is literally next door. I can’t get my head round that really. I end up asking Steve, Katie, Sue and Stuart if they are going to the pub because I still feel otherworldly. They must think I am an alcoholic!

Some of our number are too tired after traveling and go straight to bed. I go to my room and change, I begin to feel a little more myself and decided to join the others at the pub.

I meet some companions at the door and we go to the pub. We all all meet up those of us who have not fallen into the arms of Morpheus.

We all had a great chat and discussed what we had done and what we would do tomorrow. I knew I was among friends.💜

27 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    May 05, 2019 @ 18:41:46

    Wonderful 💜

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  2. Sue Vincent
    May 05, 2019 @ 18:41:52

    And the pub, which usually closes much earlier, stayed open late for us specially, bless them 🙂

    Reply

  3. Miriam Hurdle
    May 05, 2019 @ 21:39:37

    Glad you felt good enough to go to the pub and enjoyed yourself, Willow.

    Reply

  4. robbiesinspiration
    May 06, 2019 @ 16:33:14

    I can relate to that out of this world feeling, Willow. You were very engaged with the activities which is marvelous.

    Reply

  5. Hélène - Willow Poetry
    May 07, 2019 @ 14:05:11

    Another beautiful experience Willow.

    Reply

  6. Stuart France
    May 07, 2019 @ 16:08:07

    Reblogged this on Stuart France.

    Reply

  7. willowdot21
    May 07, 2019 @ 19:47:29

    I hope you are still enjoying it when we finish 💜

    Reply

  8. Widdershins
    May 08, 2019 @ 00:51:49

    It’s tricky grounding oneself sometimes, after doing such deep work. 🙂

    Reply

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