Author Archives: Jill

About Jill

http://landofdreaming.wordpress.com An artist inspired by nature in all her glorious guises and the ‘inner’ worlds I have inhabited in the past, present and future; also those of other wanderers I meet along the way.

Return to the Guild ….

We arrived at the Guild Hall just as the sun was setting.  Angaewen said for me to go straight to the Guild Mistress as she would be waiting for me. I made my way through the grounds, I had forgotten … Continue reading

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Dreaming Cloth

I have just realised that I haven’t actually shown the Dreaming Cloth ground, so here it is:

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Coming and Going

We finished eating, Iolite beckoned to some people nearby who came and cleared away our dishes and utensils, saying,  “Normally we do this ourselves, no-one here is any less important than anyone else, we are all in service for and … Continue reading

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First meetings

Lizard led me along a stony little pathway winding its way through an array of the most gloriously coloured plants.  The flowers surrounded us, enveloping us in their warm scents, heady jasmines filling the air, really quite soporific.  I think … Continue reading

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Willow’s tale

Looking at Lizard I felt rather sad and irrationally, somewhat guilty, as if I were to blame personally for what had befallen his ancestors.   He rolled back onto his feet and, looking up at me, said “Your turn”. As ever … Continue reading

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Lizard’s Tale

Lizard stretched yawning, stretched, yawned some more, and rolled over onto his back.  He laid there baking his belly in the warm sunlight. “Where do you come from?” I asked. “Originally we, that is my family, hailed from the south.   … Continue reading

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Lizard dreaming

This morning I was at the bottom of the hill having just entered the ‘misted lands’.  As I walked on I noticed the path underfoot alter.  It was no longer the soft, yielding earth beneath my feet, but felt hard, … Continue reading

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Descent

As I was packing up my stuff, getting ready to move on down the hill and into the mists I heard the slightest sound, soft, like a feather brushing my skin.  It was Angaewen, rising up, or so it seemed, … Continue reading

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On the Road 2

I woke early – dawn just breaking.  I slept and dreamt well. Within the dreaming I was with a child, in a house which was lovely and homely, warm and comforting.  However, there was a need to be outside – … Continue reading

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On the Road 1

Journal entry 3 – Moon Waning Gibbous One last wave over my shoulder to the still singing folk at the Guild and I was off down the road, heading towards the rising sun.  There are some mighty strong voices amongst … Continue reading

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