I am not in my studio today. Waiting for the paint to dry is an excuse for feeling lazy, due perhaps to my nocturnal travels.
There is a portal in the bedroom that I enter that allows me to visit other realms of life. Last night's journey was to faery and I had some wonderful adventures with those special folk. We went to a hurling match which was quite violent at times, almost like a faery war but not. Did you know that outside of the arena they play their fiddles for the sole purpose of encouraging and enlivening the hurlers ? That was news to me.
After the match I made my way home via a coastal route that took me close to the sea where I saw an old chap fishing with his pole, dressed in colourful clothes and wearing a wooly cap. I think he felt a bit shy because as I watched the colours of his clothing started to fade until all that was left of him was a black outline that pulsated once or twice and then was gone for good.
The fisherman did appear again later and this time he was just an outline of himself sitting precariously (I thought) on a very thin, twiggy branch of a blackthorn tree. This time I avoided staring at him for any length of time in case he took fright again.
My journey ceased near a mound not too far from where I live and very soon I was back in bed and sound asleep.
So What did you do before sleep
last night ?
Before I went to sleep I was looking at the paintings of Beryl Bainbridge. I am sure she had a portal through which she went just like yours and where she met men of history to fill her imagination and paintings. I let Beryl whisk me away in her revelries. She was a very splendid artist as well as a writer. Thank you for sharing your sojourn here.
ReplyDeleteThank you Rachel! Am fairly certain that I am not the only one who travels through portals to retrieve information.
DeleteI was asleep before my head hit the pillow. No faery travels for me last night.
ReplyDeleteYou must have been extremely tire to have literally fallen asleep in such a manner. Mayhap you will travel to Faery soon.
DeleteI fell asleep in front of the television - not at all unusual.
ReplyDeleteNot having a TV or able to watch one with binoculars. I still know what kind of sleep you experience I often nod off at the computer.
DeleteI was awakened around 2:30 am by a clattering of hoofs on my roof! It seemed a bit too early for Santa Clause, but not for Sinterklass (in the Dutch tradition). My mother was Dutch and we learned about Sinterkass and Black Pete as young children.
ReplyDeleteWhat should I do? Should I investigate? Well why not? I pulled on boots (we have snow here in Canada) and eased out the front door in order not to awaken the gnomes asleep in the hedges on either side of the front porch.
I craned my neck to get a better view of the roof, but it was empty. Checked the gnomes, but they were snoring, so were some brownies curled up under the porch. Aha! but standing over by Akasha (my huge oak tree near the foot of the driveway) sparkled a magical unicorn. His mane was a river of silver and he pawed the ground impatiently as if to say "well come on, hurry up, I don't have all night!"
So what did I do? Well, I hopped up onto his back and off we flew!
Very good Wendy and am so glad that you have returned safe and sound !
DeleteNo portal for n my bedroom that I know of... so I simply woke up every 45 minutes for the first few hours. Very uninteresting.
ReplyDeleteAh it is damned annoying when sleep is interrupted.
DeleteA few years ago we were treated to a few nights in a hotel cum leisure centre and we were unable to turn the heating off and the window would not open sufficiently wide enough to keep us cool - I wanted to go home.
Funnily enough I was thinking of Tom Bombadil and the wicked snickering willow tree, that grabs you tight;)
ReplyDeleteActually I have never experienced Willow trees doing that only ever the wretched brambles !
DeleteI'm afraid I'm very dull and boring. Last night my head hit the pillow (at 0034) and next thing I knew it was morning. Normally I dream long and complex dreams but I don't even recall doing that last night.
ReplyDeleteIn other words you slept like a baby Graham :-)
DeleteThat's an interesting saying Heron. I did in the sense that we use the clause. However as a young child I suffered from pretty severe insomnia in that I would watch the pendulum weight clock go around to just after 4am and fall asleep (I was scared of the dark so had a night light on top of the wardrobe). As an adult five hours was a very long sleep for me until my late sixties.
DeleteJust sipped cold remedies and dozed fitfully upon the sofa till morning came....a tad boring compared to thy travels in faery land m'thinks.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the comment John and perhaps the time is not yet right for you to visit faery... when you do am sure that you will appreciate the differences.
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