Jul 20, 2009 13:22
We began in the woods. For me, I stood in a clearing, surrounded by huge, gorgeous redwoods with vibrant leafy greenery. The little bit of sky you could see was bright blue, with clouds here and there. Sunlight didn't seem to filter through, but lit my woods still, making it glow. There was a babbling brooke, and a cobblestone bridge that crossed it. I walked slowly through, savoring the smells, the sounds, and every bit of vibrance I saw. After awhile, I was led to a house. From the outside, it was a beautiful, simply little one story cobblestone and thatched roof home, with a pile of wood to one side, inviting windows, and a curl of smoke drifting from the back fireplace. Upon entrance, however, cherry wood and oak gleamed from wall to frame to floor. The counter tops of the kitchen were a polished black granite and the cupboards were cherry with clear glass inserts. The dining table was set for four, and it was a sturdy, carved set. In the living area, there wasa couch, a love seat, and a chair facing one another grouped around a fireplace. There were two floor to ceiling bookshelves filled with books, and a piano off to the side against the stairs. While on the outside, the cottage looked like a singled story, the home in fact had more than just the one level, with a beautifully carved bannister that gracefully marked its territory. There were photographs hanging on the walls and on the fireplace.
When I left the cottage, a wide dirt path opened up before me between the woods. I followed it, admiring the foliage until I came across a vase to the right side of the road that couldn't decide what color it wanted to be - blue, purple, blue with bright green and gold swirls - there were dead flowers within it, and the vase was toppled over and chipped. I took out the dead flowers and stood the vase up - I stood for a long time watching it. I didn't know whether or not to take it with me. As I was deciding, a large brown snake slithered by, and I was distracted from the vase for a moment, watching as the snake continued on and away. I finally left the vase, feeling as though I had made the wrong choice leaving it behind. Soon, I came across a large pond that was clear, beautiful, and inviting. "Stop and sit awhile," was the message that the wind whispered through the reeds. I dipped my hand into the cool water and I felt relaxed, excited. I didn't wish to leave, but eventually it was necessary. We continued, and I found a skeleton key lying in the middle of the road. The key was golden, on a looped red ribbon, and it sparkled in the sunlight, and was buffed matte in some places. I kept it, and continuted my journey around a bend, out of the woods, to a wall that blocked my course. It looked like the sparkly beginning wall from Jim's Henson's Labyrinth, and the illusion that I used to slip through was the same as the first real moment of progress through that Sarah makes in the movie. In the distance, on the other side of the wall, was the castle that I knew for so long in La La. There were people coming toward me along the path, and the tree in the distance I always used as a marker for being in my dream world.
Now, the different pieces along the journey do mean certain things. I derived interesting things attached to when I understood what each symbolized.
The woods and how I got through them = My life and how I get through
The outside of the house = how others see me
The inside of the house = how I see myself/who I am on the inside
The path = how I percieve my path in life
The vase = my love, current
The snake = problems in my life and how I deal with them
The body of water = my sensuality
The key = knowledge, and what I do with it
The wall = how I view death
Beyond the wall = how I view the afterlife