Night more than a change of light

Visions of the Rewilding Renaissance Grief & Praise
#1

As I might have mentioned, I’m getting a little tired of my mopey self, so I made yet another attempts at returning to running. I went after work in a trail that connects two parks around here. Twilight was ending by the time I began. The gentle day was quickly changing. As I passed through shallow hills I noticed the differences between cold and warm areas more than ever before. I began to feel frightened as bushes and growth mingled into strangeness, but a steady paved path and light pollution gave the needed aid. In another place I couldn’t have continued. Soon things became worse. The path quickly fell to a dreadful place. It was a walk under the freeway, along the blackened water. The blackness was of a completeness that is rare to me. It inhabited the place. I had to continue, although it terrified me. For many meters there was nothingness ahead and I gave my trust over to the concrete to catch my steps. Then it was done.

Before returning I had noticed something about what I saw–the lake and surrounding woods. All of it was empty. In this it lent itself to a multitude of ideas–of places at least. I found I could remove myself here, if only partially, to treasured memories.

Further on back, thinking of the strangeness of so many travelers on this lonely, powerful road through the unnoticed world, I noticed once more the lake, or perhaps the sky. It was far more ethereal than the sky itself. Its essence I suppose floated there, more infinite by the second. I knew where it led, but there was no way down. I felt delighted still in its familiarity. The path led away.

#2

wow, this is beautiful, sad, write some more!

#3

I can’t any more for this topic–the rest of it was just a boring run ::slight_smile:

If for some reason I write about something anytime soon I guess I’ll put it up here too. It is a bit of a stretch connecting what inspires me to this rewild thing though, sometimes.

#4

You passed into a world of dreams, the night, so abundant in possibility.

#5

I gotta get into running more =/

#6

that’s amazing. I’d have to concur with the SilverArrow. any new experience is terrifying at first. it even causes pain in your eyes when you first experience light after a period of darkness, the reverse is also true. I hope you keep finding yourself ‘swallowed’ by the depth of the lake, water is a very powerful element removed from the sun. It seems to have more gravity, in my mind.

There is this place in the Valley that we call ‘the mountain in the moon’ Called so, because of the awesome view you can have during the moonrise. It’s also a great place to go swimming and jumping of the banks into the deep waters. 200 feet of old coal quarry deep.

I swam out to the middle of the lake, and was floating far away from my friends, bathing the the moonlight. Suddenly, I couldn’t help but think of how deep the water was. I keep feeling the depth, and suddenly, I felt a large creature swim from the depths and swallow me. I was totally overcome with fear and had to end that vision. It seemed like to me that all that water had a gravity that was speaking to me. It was in the same complex of my other dragon dreams, but this was deep fear embodiment, more so than lessons on cleaning up the water. It was terrorfying.

I have made quite a habit out of encountering this kind of embodied fear much more ritually now. I have found that these events don’t happen so spontaneously when I have someone to ground me. Watch when you have someone with you, you’ll resonate on totally different levels. It reminds me of when I was a little kid and I was having lucid nightmares, how my fear would go away if I would wake my brother up in the middle of the night.

Thanks so much for sharing, it’s a great gift to hear that other people sometimes have similiar feelings as yourself. I hope it was terrible-interesting, and that you get a lot out of your night running.