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Attempt I shall, to convey of my journeys to my sacred special safe place. A great form of meditation. For me personally, I choose to close my eyes and imagine my back up against a great Oak tree. Feeling and hearing the wind on my face. When I am comfortable, a door opens up in the tree's trunk allowing me in. I begin to climb downwards following the roots, and climbing through them. This takes quite a while as if the roots run downwards for miles. As I descend I begin to sense familiarity with the whereabouts I am in the roots. And suddenly, there it is, the door I have been searching for. It's a small door, just big enough for me to squeeze through. I open it and there is my special place. Sitting once again with my back on the great tree, feeling the serenity. (I am)You are one now with your environment,one with nature, one with the wind. See the fields with flowing grass, a few weeping willows next to a tiny brook off to the right a little. And a small Hawk in one of the willow trees. Sometimes I'll see a hare or rabbit pass by, and the Hawk watches on also. There is a forest of tall Rowans off to the far left, and mountains in the distant background. After I have had my rest, it is time to make the journey back through the tiny door and climb back up the roots until I reach the bigger door in the trunk. Then a few moments as I slowly open up my eyes back to your world. ~In the Ogham the Rowan tree is Luis, and the Willow is Saille. Merlin or Myrddin in Welsh is, of course, the Hawk.~ May the Awen flow through you~ /|\

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Date: 1/6/2017 3:01:00 PM
I came across this narrative of yours. As a child I created a place of my own in my mind, where I could withdraw when life became too much. It didn't start as meditation place, but it is for me now. I wrote this about it: http://www.poetrysoup.com/poem/dream_795266
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Date: 10/29/2016 5:44:00 PM
Indeed this a very meditative prose. Great write Rick, "choose to close my eyes and imagine my back up against a great Oak tree." very powerful words there my friend.
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Date: 10/29/2016 6:09:00 PM
Thank you, Morgen /|\
Date: 10/5/2016 11:18:00 PM
A very meditative and serene piece of prose, Rick. Ty for dropping some knowledge on the Welsh culture. Much appreciated. Each tidbit of knowledge increases one's wisdom by 100 fold. You are one of the most interesting person I've met thus far on this amazing website. Will read more of your work. Dividing my time w/learning the various poetic forms. Keep the love and knowledge flowing. Much love and peace to you and yours.
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Date: 10/5/2016 11:27:00 PM
Thank you Freddie, kind of you to say so! I found this site by pure accident, I was simply searching 'Poetry" mostly under Bardic and Druidic, and stumbled across the Soup, so I thought, why not have a go! Nice to meet you... /|\
Date: 9/27/2016 4:08:00 PM
This was a beautiful, mystic piece to read, Rick! I'm excited to read few some other works of yours. You tell a good story through words! Amy.
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Date: 9/27/2016 4:13:00 PM
Thanks for that Amy... I go to that place often in my mind, have done for years...
Date: 9/27/2016 11:17:00 AM
how nice your own mythical tale i thought.. i enjoyed it ,, thank you
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Date: 9/27/2016 11:29:00 AM
Glad you liked it, Rick