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Through the Gate of the Sky

Make sure you are sitting comfortably, with your eyes closed, and relax your body. Start
with your left leg, tighten the muscles and then relax them. Then the right leg — tighten the
muscles there, relax them, and let them go completely. Then your abdomen and stomach
tighten the muscles up and then release them, let them go completely.
Now your chest and breathing muscles tighten them up and then relax them. Your back,
shoulder, and neck muscles, tighten them up as tight as they’ll go and as you release them
feel the tension of the day just draining away. It’s a wonderful feeling. Now your head and
face muscles tighten them up as tight as they’ll go. Tighten them up as tight as they’ll go
and then relax them. Lastly, do the muscles of your arms. Tighten them up as tight as
they’ll go and then relax them, from the shoulders down to the finger tips.
Now become aware of the black nothingness around you. Feel yourself floating, and then
moving forward, lifting, drifting away. As you feel yourself floating away, the blackness
fades to grey, becoming like a foggy mist as you begin to descend.
Your feet make contact with a surface, and you find yourself sitting in a small round boat
— a coracle — which is floating through the mist on a river. It gently moves towards a
bank, and comes to a halt, and you climb out and onto the riverbank.
The riverbank is forested, but where you climbed out of the coracle there is a pathway
leading into the forest, and you follow it. The path is narrow, and twists and turns through
the trees as it takes you deep into the heart of the forest, where you find a most pleasant
glade. The ground is dotted with foxgloves taking advantage of the dappled shade, and a
rocky outcrop supports a waterfall that pours down through a giant hag-stone. Standing
beside the waterfall is a man in simple hermit’s robes, and you hear him introduce himself to you as Nectan, Keeper of the Well, as he gestures to a small brick-built well at the edge
of the clearing…
(pause for conversation with Nectan)
Nectan points out that it is getting late, and bids you continue along your way. You make
your farewells, and set off on the path that leads on from the clearing, a wider, straighter
path that keeps the sky visible above. Before you know it, you find yourself approaching a
tall tower as the dusk closes in around you.
The open doorway leads to a staircase spiralling up the inside the tower, to a platform high
above the trees. On reaching the top, you notice that it is quite dark now, and that there is a
lady of regal bearing standing there, waiting for you: Arianrhod waits to talk with you about
the stars…
All too soon it is time to move on again, and descending the stairs, you head for the edge of
the clearing, aware of her piercing gaze watching you from the tower’s top.
This time the path leading away from the clearing curves sinuously this way and that, in
great lazy loops, until before you know it, you find yourself at the riverbank again.
Although this is much further downstream, the coracle has floated down this far and is
waiting for you. Carefully, you climb into it once more, and no sooner are you seated than it
begins to move away from the bank, taking you into the mist, which gets thicker and
thicker, until all you can see is the coracle. Soon the mist closes in completely, leaving you
in a featureless grey expanse as you feel yourself floating up and back.
The grey mist fades to black, and you feel yourself returning to the place you started from,
sitting with your eyes closed. Sit up and open your eyes. The journey is over

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