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mandag den 10. juni 2013

Shadow Walking Diary Entry

I went ahead and applied a small amount of both my belladonna- and henbane oil on my wrists and antecubital fossa.

I had no noticeable physical effects, and only a placebo-like change of perception of light and shade.

But I decided to meditate / travel during the test. So I grabbed my selenite and quartz in each hand and placed my prized star ruby on my chest, laid down and closed my eyes.

As always, I start my travel, standing upon a cliff, overlooking a beach with obsidian-black sand being caressed by eager, foaming waves of ghost-white, while they roar with passion and excitement.
Meanwhile I am wearing my hamr, of black-feathered wings.

I see my Vördr, standing to my right. A huge raven, with ruby eyes. It's about 2/3rds of my own height.
He shows me that he wants to teach and he shows me how to better navigate this world and we fly together, playfully and seriously. I land nearby a mound of dry sheep-bones. The spirit has left, so it's no use trying to  communicate with them. I caw and he crunks back. I offer him the bones and he accepts.

I lift off and soar above the ocean and plunge downward. Here my ham changes into something more humanoid. A sea-hag perhaps. My skin is opaque and I pick up some luminescence. My hair is a tangle of kelps and seaweed and I have grown heavy fins on my thighs.
I crawl ashore and travel onward, zooming across the land in a wind-like form.
The atmosphere changes from foggy and monochrome to green and sunny.

I find myself in a small forest grove with an elevated patch resting upon a rooty, mulchy, dirt out-crop. From there a big, beautiful Belladonna is growing. She bears both blooms and berries and her roots are visible in the mound crop, sucking whatever nourishment might be left from a small pile of bones.
I leave her an "offering" in form of a talisman (which I now know I will have to create).
I lean forward and kiss one of her blossoms. I am met by the feeling of a set of hungry lips resting against mine.

I never really see her, but I kiss her neck and breasts quietly and gently. I feel her claws gripping my back. I give her a few last, calm kisses before I kneel before her, thank her for her presence and I tell her it wont be long until we meet again.

I get sucked back to this world and smile to myself.

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