I undertook a journey in the Spring of 2004 with a friend. Born out of a joint frustration
with the practical, material world, we conceived it as a temporary escape - a miniature adventure.
In the course of the three days we were away, it became both a vision quest and intensely cathartic
learning experience. We travelled in spirals around a mystic Wales that was a place out of place in a
time out of time. The sun shone constantly, upon mountains and coastlines alike, as we were led by our
own noses through mazes and under waterfalls to our final, central, moonlit epiphany.
I cannot tell you all the stories we told each other, nor all the wisdom we found. I do know that at the
end, as we stood together staring through the dark night to the waterfall below, I was shaken to the bone
by the power, beauty and overwhelming sound of what we saw. May the Goddess forgive us for ever
denying this, the physical realm.
Below are a few photos, and a map of the journey. Seasoned travellers will remember that the map is not
the territory.
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