Recently got thrown head first into walking between the worlds.
just tried to send for someone and immediately before my dance was barely started I stood in a greco-roman bath area. I figured this must be influenced from a comic panel I’m working on. Thick mist. I’m standing on the white water. Every step I stake puts out ripples. The threads from another time are tied to my limbs. I’m slowly doing my thing.
there is a woman in white standing on the far end, but I have to charge up or I can’t stay so I dance. I come close to her, weave away. And then she’s on the other end. And then on either side. Or maybe four women. At least one was blindfolded
And then it was twilight and there was a crescent moon as I danced. It finally reflected in the water.
“Who are you and why did you bypass my walk?”
Oh oh yeah. I’m forking deaf. I shouldn’t have bothered asking.
Ah yes, I didn’t think of her. I looked at Sulis Manerva and Fortuna a bit, but that didn’t feel quite right. I’ll see what happens if I poke at Artemis. Thanks!
… m’kay so… “Look we don’t want you going to see Loki tonight, so we’re going to throw you into this pool and surround you with … us.”
And when you fly upward to get away: “We’re a bunch of winged dudes with shields, and we’re going to surround you so you can’t go see Loki tonight.”
And when you step out and come back again, “We’ve covered you in ash, no way are you going to go see Loki tonight.”
And when you DO find him (I’m good at that.), he’s all, “Oh you found me, but you’re having a bit of trouble ain’t ya…”
And it’s like…“So, you got out the big guys to stop me from asking you for a strategy tonight?!? Overkill much??? Just say no!”
kicks rocks
But seriously. I did look up Themis just now, as that’s someone I’m not familiar with. I couldn’t see the women clearly because they were so far away,. Let me think.
In the middle of the pool, in front was the first woman.
Then before I knew it the second woman appeared behind me. She’s the one that was blindfolded.
I’m not sure if the two women who appeared in the other two directions were my imagination or not at this stage.
Just standing there. Not holding anything. Staring at me, creepy, like a Japanese movie.
But I do think Themis might be the one to check into. I’ll dance over right now.
Oh. I didn’t see a thing about the Horai when I looked her up… but then again my Google-foo has always been the suck. My friends are always having to do searches for me using the same search terms. I’ll have to look again.
Not because I feel like it matters much this morning… aaah… afternoon, but I’ll share what I saw when I got back. Next to nothing. I really do need to find a way to improve my eyes and ears.
But for a second as I danced I was someone else, and I thought being as it was familiar that I danced in a memory. Short chiton, yellow, tied to right shoulder with bead anklet on the right. Ringlets by my cheeks. And a dance I’d never danced before that I could suddenly remember the steps to (but quickly lost), marking the path of the universe, the steps you must take to walk.
My conclusion from last night’s adventure is that getting drunk on the wine no gods are coming to share with you is not the way to world walk.