Oh I am so in Norway at this moment. Gudvangen Viking Valley… can see the fire, the late sun, the faces in the walls, can hear the waterfalls in the distance and see the gleam in the eye across the flames. I can taste the mead.
I can feel the thrum, the dizzying thrum as the water flows and the rock heart sings.
There are huge rippling circles in the fjord and no one knows what could have leapt so large. I smell the forge, the fire and the forthcoming meal. In a moment someone will turn to me and say, “Tell one of your tales Adrian”.
I cannot impress with stories of pixies, troll or elves for there are always a few sat close with a wild gleam in their eye who swear they have seen them, swear.
The night is here but there isn’t time for sleeping yet.
I love the storms. many fear them. but when the dark clouds lower to meet the very tips of the fjord and Vikings walk stooped as if they may be crushed, I stand and raise my arms and will the wind, “Blow down here along the depths of the valley, through this cavernous tunnel of ancient rock and sweep me, let me know I am alive!”
Let the many many low slender forces of water falling from far up there at the edge of the walls never reach the valley floor, as they turn to mist and meander serpent-like across the sky to reach and greet the powerful clouds.
And I would be up this morning coming to us in the early refreshing of the light, to see the still shapes in the hanging snaking mists, turn away and return and they are moved and different. Here upon you one moment and high and clinging to the turns of stone another.
We will gather in the day tomorrow, pipes will call and fluting sounds will weave as shamanic darks invite to learn of timelessness, and sweating efforts recreate from the hand-cut natural. We will watch or join as racing effort competes and strains. We will laugh at tumbles, open mouths at astonishments and surprising victories and we will cast a spell, by learning or by simply being.
I am in Gudvangen now, in my heart and in my thoughts.
I see you there with me.
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