The room is beautiful. A french window is open, and a comfortable, warm breeze comes through. I am sitting on a a colorful, soft chair. There is a loveseat in the room, a round table with between the loveseat and the chair. A crystal sits on the round table, as does a vase with spring flowers. On the walls are paintings that I did. A glass of water sits on the table. My dog is on the loveseat. Several of my favorite books are on the floor next to the chair. From the room, I have a view of the outside - green hills and a lake.
The forest is intriguing and welcoming. The border of the forest has maple trees and poplars. The forest is full of soft pine treees. Light filters through the trees. The forest is shady.
The path is easily navigated, travelled by few, and wide enough for two people to walk side by side. The path is shaded by the trees, and the sun breaks through at certain points. I can see deer down the path, watching me. They are calm about my presence. The path beckons me.
The path opens into a wonderland. There is a natural pond, filled by a waterfall. The water is cool and pure. The water is nourishing and healing. I slide into the water, and it feels like a thousand kisses upon my skin. Relaxing, healing...
The cup develops before my eyes. It is large, strong, with a curvy, feminine handle. The cup is mean for me. I notice natural cups, leaves and nuts that nature leaves for all who pass.
The key is a golden skeleton key. It is mine to take. The function of the key unfolds throughout time.