After days of cold
rain, the weather finally broke to become a delightful spring day. Therefore, I
embarked to the local Nature Preserve – Hidden Pond Park. This park, complete
with hills, meadows, swamps, and woods, is a pond and creek complex. As I
headed towards the Nature Center at the park, I was greeted by a carpet of
violets – purple, white, yellow, and mixed. While I walked the downhill path to
Pohick Creek, I saw bluebells, spring beauties, and trout lilies. Nearer the
creek, fiddlehead ferns were unfurling their heads.
At a bend in the
creek, the water formed a small pool. When I sat down, two mallards landed and
paddled around. Sitting in the warm sun, I felt drowsy as I held my stuffed
lady bug. (I use “Peesey” to travel to the Otherworlds.) Wild fairies were
sailing on little leaf boats in the air and on the water. Acting playful, the
fairies were laughing until they saw me. Enraged, these fairies ordered me to
leave. Since they despised humans, I hastily departed, after leaving an
offering to appease the angry fairies.
After that, I walked
up the path to another part of the creek. An ancient oak leaned over the water
exposing a huge hole made by its gnarled roots. Holding onto Peesey, I sat down
and “descended” to the entrance. Coming through a tunnel, I found myself in a
village populated by dwarves. The place hummed with purposeful activity, as the
dwarves were busy crafting objects out of various metals. Because of their
blast furnaces, the place was hot. I sweated but the dwarves seem comfortable. As
their hammers struck against the anvils, a chiming music filled the air. As I wandered
around, I noticed that the place was filled with bright colors. However I got
the feeling that I was a distraction to the dwarves working, so I left.
Arriving at the pond,
I sat on a bench near some mud turtles basking on a log. As I watched them sun
themselves, I fel asleep, waking up in a meadow near a babbling creek. I heard bumble
bees buzzing, and bullfrogs croaking jug-a-rums, at the pond nearby. Meanwhile,
Canada geese honked a welcome, as the ruler of the place, a fat toad, came to
check me out. I apparently passed muster since he decided to sun himself near
me. Feeling at peace, I relaxed and slept.
Afterwards, I got up
and went home. When I arrived home, I pondered the difference between the three
places where I had been. Were they all part of one single Otherworld? Were they
all different Otherworlds? I wonder if all the descriptions of the Otherworlds
collected through the ages were the six blind men trying to describe an
elephant. My feeling from my experience was that I was at different locales of
the same Otherworld
.