To comprehend what this day would start like or end up being, I could not fathom . in my wildest dreams of my worlds in which i existed, my former mortal reality, of which I still have memories and my angel realm which I cherish being a part of now could not compare to what my eyes and mind see and feel...but i digress.
It started as a day like any other, connecting with friends and family as I always do, making sure everyone was on track for any goals they set for themselves , motivating others. Even to just put a smile on someones face can truly brighten the day, theirs and mine. When my Arch Angel in the early evening told me of a meeting with our Sator, I was not concerned but curious, Its always a pleasure to be in her presence, to get words of wisdom and to be with both was truly a rare occurrence My step was a bit lighter and my smile wide thinking " these glorious ladies and a conversation to take place, what could I learn" Little did I know. Nor was I prepared for.
My Sator started, with a warm greeting to us and then the question was asked. Would I do a task for her, regardless of what was asked upon me. My heart was beating faster, my palms were probably glistening from getting damp. When my Arch professed how proud she was of me. there brought back this glimmer that I saw in myself and this is why the Sator is asking me to do her bidding. Of course with pride I accepted her task.
I was given directions by the Sator, that before my night was finished and I layed to rest to eat a flower she had given me. It would take me on my quest, my journey for her..As the night grew later, feelings of unrest and trepidation started to take over. Wanting to sleep yet stay awake, that mortal procrastination still a bit inside, knowing that my very existence could be lost as this was a most dangerous journey to face.. It was one last glance about heaven, the possibility that it could be the last time I see it, feel its energy, drink in its splendor. Time was not on my side as the fear of losing this was encompassing me. it was that time though...time to eat the flower and get some rest.
The Sator spoke of this realm the flower would take me to. She scared me with its guards and beasts guarding what i was to retrieve for her.. The flower tasted bitter, bitter to the point of my toes were curling, even though its appearance and scent were that of lilacs and wisteria, it could not overcome the taste. But it put me into a hazy feeling on top of being tired..it was making my head drift. Almost feeling like my brightness was leaving me. I had to close my eyes even for just a few minutes. My head started spinning even just trying to lay down, so that was not an option, then again the sweet aroma of the flower hit me. it was like a rude awakening.. when I opened my eyes..I was shocked beyond belief.
I did not expect to see the most beautiful gardens, filled with flowers I didnt even know the names of. Bushes I had never seen before. Trees that were dancing. The bright vibrant colors just bursting into the back of my eyes..and the smells...trying to take each in separately was impossible..they mixed so well it was a perfect harmony. This realm was just as beautiful if not more so then Heaven. How could someone not want to be here..leave here...can you say perfection from every direction.
How could one hunt, battle or fight here. To disrupt this work of art. What passed my mind while i was just tip toeing about not to crush anything with my body weight was who created this. How is this realm forgotten, or lost its purpose to exist as the Sator described it.
I tried to shake my head clear to focus at the task at hand..but it was so difficult..with what surrounded me not to be impressed, amazed, wanting to strip and engulf myself with its freshness. Each tree branch that touched me left a bit of its beauty. each time i deeply breathed in the scent of a garden area..the aroma left my lungs feeling lighter and clearer. its as if i could just float within it all, becoming one with it..
As I explored deeper into the gardens I heard water. Walking towards the sound there were 4 trees that as beautiful as the others..didnt move..not a branch or leaf had any sign of life other then their different hues of color. They were close together and no getting around them. it was almost as if any direction i went they were following me, not letting me pass. But I had to get to the water, the rippling sound was dragging me to it..if i could only get there.
My steps were precise, my movements slow. this is where my mortal studies in dance were paying off. Each of my moves were being countered by these 4 trees. I needed to counter balance to not disturb them so they would let me pass. Each of my moves although they thought to be one..were two..One foot out then a slight pause to move the other...the first most being countered the second letting me advance... Slowly step by double step..these magnificent beautiful trees were letting me get closer and closer till finally letting me pass.
What was on the other side was just as delightful as the garden. Rocks that formed a path covered in wet warm moss. The sweet aroma still filling the air. More flowers that seems to shine and sparkle that were unknown to me. They almost started walking with me down this path and each step brought me closer to the rippling water sound. It was drawing me closer..to the point I wanted to run to it..but how could i not slow down and take in my surroundings. How is this a task to prove my bravery to the Sator to be in such lavish surroundings. I had again that light headed feeling as the water was getting closer and closer.
The water was just ahead even though my eyes were blurry with the flickering lights and my head was spinning. I could see it..taste it and feel it i wanted nothing more then to immerse myself into to..to almost bath my soul so a part of this place would never leave me. My walk, even though I felt i was staggering was getting faster. till finally there it was..this pond with a statue of an owl in all its glory with its wings outstretched. A most regal beast, cunning and brilliant, hunted and prey,,yet called the wisest of all things that take flight. Surrounding it were clusters of stars one brighter then the next..shining onto the owl. when one ray of light left another appeared just as if they stars were feeding on it.. Every now and then i would see a glimmer in the statute's eyes..but how could this be..its a statute. and then, as if to appear from magic the armor shield at the base of the statute.that I am to retrieve for my Sator Dull on its outside yet a shine in its center., its light blue color, those from a hot flame strike There are others laying about but none as precious as the one the owl rests upon. This is my task I remind myself...Get this armor, this special one for my Sator.
Putting one foot into the water again I could swear I see the owl's eyes glimmer and almost blink. This must be the scent of all the flowers making my eyes see things that are not there...another foot into the water and I fell backwards as the owl started to flap its wings while the stars then shifted to form a circle around the pond.
Although startled at first the owl is producing a windless calm which is captivating me. coming to life, before my eyes, lapping both my body and soul in a fatal lethargy, i could not move but just be mesmerized...its wings just singing.
It then spoke, and said my name, as if it knew me, welcoming me. wanting me,. seducing me. The Hebrews called it a Tannim, the Greeks a Siren..
I was its captive, this beautiful of all deadly creatures. It was all i could do to even remember my name. I wanted to just lay on the damp moss and sleep to its harmonic tune. I never wanted to leave..this place of beauty..grace..the smells the sparkle of stars and this fantastic owl who made me feel cradled safety in its wings.
Sparse visions of my Heaven flashed, just intermediately. Even its beauty could not compare to where I was, what i was hearing and feeling.. The stars started dancing..I was no longer tired but felt a brisk calm..my spine no longer able to support my stance. my wings just tucked in. Somewhere a flash, the Sators voice in my ear. " retrieve the armor and make sure it still has the etching and bring it back to me".. I will my Sator i will..but first just a short while longer with this wonderful creature.
The owl's calm was taking over, again a familiar feeling...watching his dance penetrate my being. Its words brief yet secure, " stay your welcomed here", and with that said the stars started circling the armor plate at the base of the owl.
My eyes closed for just a brief second...although it felt like hours..and i relished in that feeling. I wanted to stay., to be a part of this feeling.. As the start circled the armor it started to shine brighter. i could almost make out the etching. but my eyes were dancing back and forth inside my head as the great beast was flapping his wings in a graceful motion.
Then it appeared, or what I thought I saw, A Chai on the armor, shining in gold. My head snapped as i touched the necklace I wear..my wings my Chai..my life. With every ounce of energy inside me I slowly stood...and danced,, as gracefully as the owl ..drowning out his melody and replacing it with my own..
Dancing as my life depended on it, which it did. Taking back my soul,
The Owls wing were flapping harder, stronger, no longer graceful, but in anger at my dance, Its beauty gradually fading, As i danced closer and closer to it in the water, I could see the red arrows in its eyes, aimed directly at me. Although my strength was weakened by its song, I managed to pluck a feather from my wings to hold out in front of me for protection.. The pain almost sent me underwater losing my footing but i continued to dance and it continued to get angrier. With all the might I possess I lunged my feather into its belly.. and it once again became a stone statute, still and lifeless...
The stars circled me..and lifted me, almost helping me as I released them from the song of the owl who kept them there. I grabbed the armor, etched that the Sator requested, tucking it safely by my chest. The stars now circling me faster and faster, forming a tornado tail and carrying me home.. Back to Heaven where I belong.
Tomorrow when I hopefully awake I will present my Sator with her request. I can only hope that in the brief moment I did close my eyes it was within the Sators time frame and that this is not some horrible dream in which I awake to those beautiful trees or that sweet aroma again, as that was Hell trying to keep me captive there.