Hi, pornies. I hope you've been okay. A few days ago I discovered I had an Alder tree really close to me. A Black Alder, to be more specific. My little mind realized it was the chance I'd been waiting for since I started this journey with him, and it surprised me how close it was, so I took my chances to go pay the first visit.
If you're new to my Alder King posts, here are the previous entries I've written about him:
After reading Morgan Daimler's Fairy Queens, and because it's common knowledge to have a lot of respect towards the Fae, I kept some distance when I arrived. Of course, the tree was also close to a house and I didn't want to get in trouble or cause a scene (you never know, so better safe than sorry). I was just looking at it for a while until something strange happened.
All of a sudden, there was a silence that surprised me. I was in a park with some people, animals, the street, and all that disappeared for a while. There wasn't anyone close, I didn't hear anything, the animals were silent, and even the wind was quiet. It was at that moment that I thought Okay, let's do this. I went to the tree as silent as I could, and laid my back on in.
When I raised my eyes, I was surprised once again with quite a gorgeous sight. Decadent nature with a Gothic charm and an air of dark fantasy is how I can best describe it, and I'm sure you'll agree by looking at it. I felt at peace before, but those seconds there, admiring such a beauty, it was much more in every sense.
Taking something was very tempting, but before leaving, as I took a dry branch, I decided not to. I was just passing by and had nothing that could be meaningful or even safe for the environment, so I left it in the ground and went back home with that sense of peace.
Nature has always comforted me. Taking walks now and then helps me more than you can imagine. Not long ago I was in that park, asking for help in any form. Strength, hope, patience, anything that could help. Gods, spirits, my guides, angels, any being that was with me at that moment, I was open and told everyone who could hear that I was tired. I felt much better, optimistic, energetic, but after visiting that alder I felt at peace.
I'm not sure if I was expecting him to be violent, but that quietness surprised me a lot. A part of me was wondering what it would be like. It's like when you say "I'm not sure what I was expecting, but it wasn't this". My creativity went back, I felt more like myself, and I'll be back soon enough. I'm wondering what these next visits will be like, but I'm already looking forward.
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