Dreaming the Chapel Perilous...
Those who are familiar with the theory of Chapel Perilous and with Alchemy will appreciate this one...
It was summer, and I was hiking up a creek that's quite familiar to me. I was just splashing up the stream alone, enjoying myself, my surroundings, the beautiful weather... It was one of those perfect summer days where you just felt great to be alive. And I'm strolling thru the water... And I stop...
...Because suddenly, this isn't the place I've always known. My toes were at the edge of a cliff where the creek-bed just stopped and dropped off and away... continuing maybe 200 feet below... It was still very beautiful scenery, and I didn't seem too baffled or disturbed by it. Rather it was more like pausing thoughtfully for a moment, thinking, "Hmm. Odd..."
When I turned to head back, everything was covered with snow, yet it was still warm... A winter wonderland of ice and powdery deep snow - tho I couldn't see my breath... Rather than walking the icy creek, I climbed up the embankment to the trail and swished shin deep down the trail at a cheerful pace... From somewhere deep in the woods, a pride of lions came bounding closely along the side and in front of me. They didn't pay much attention to me, but for some reason seemed to have appeared for my benefit. And they bounded along, kicking up snow as they passed and headed off elsewhere into the woods...
Finally I came to the edge of the woods, but before leaving it, found a small cauldron of sorts - silver - with a small treasure in it. I looked thru it, and as I did, there was a nondescript man standing behind me. I never looked directly at him. I was just aware of his presence. As I took each item out, inspecting them, he told me
"It doesn't mean anything..."
I continued to take items out. Gems. Circlets. I was looking over them, pulling more out, standing in the snow...
"It doesn't mean anything." He said again - this time a little more firmly, as if trying to convince me.
Then I pulled out an ornate crown, looked it over, and held it out almost forcefully at him.
"THIS means something!" I returned loudly, and proved him wrong.
*Sighs happily...*
It was summer, and I was hiking up a creek that's quite familiar to me. I was just splashing up the stream alone, enjoying myself, my surroundings, the beautiful weather... It was one of those perfect summer days where you just felt great to be alive. And I'm strolling thru the water... And I stop...
...Because suddenly, this isn't the place I've always known. My toes were at the edge of a cliff where the creek-bed just stopped and dropped off and away... continuing maybe 200 feet below... It was still very beautiful scenery, and I didn't seem too baffled or disturbed by it. Rather it was more like pausing thoughtfully for a moment, thinking, "Hmm. Odd..."
When I turned to head back, everything was covered with snow, yet it was still warm... A winter wonderland of ice and powdery deep snow - tho I couldn't see my breath... Rather than walking the icy creek, I climbed up the embankment to the trail and swished shin deep down the trail at a cheerful pace... From somewhere deep in the woods, a pride of lions came bounding closely along the side and in front of me. They didn't pay much attention to me, but for some reason seemed to have appeared for my benefit. And they bounded along, kicking up snow as they passed and headed off elsewhere into the woods...
Finally I came to the edge of the woods, but before leaving it, found a small cauldron of sorts - silver - with a small treasure in it. I looked thru it, and as I did, there was a nondescript man standing behind me. I never looked directly at him. I was just aware of his presence. As I took each item out, inspecting them, he told me
"It doesn't mean anything..."
I continued to take items out. Gems. Circlets. I was looking over them, pulling more out, standing in the snow...
"It doesn't mean anything." He said again - this time a little more firmly, as if trying to convince me.
Then I pulled out an ornate crown, looked it over, and held it out almost forcefully at him.
"THIS means something!" I returned loudly, and proved him wrong.
*Sighs happily...*
posted by Strange Little Girl at 1:36 AM
I realize not everyone knows the theory of Chapel Perilous, or symbolic trancendential Alchemy.
I've been asked to explain what exactly this dream means, and why it made me so content...
...But it's simply too long to explain here. So if you'd like the story, you'll have to message, email, or call me...
Initiates need not apply.
*Smiles*