It is a dark brown room, with a dark brown carpet. It is refreshingly cool, and feels very earthy. I wake up on the floor. There is nothing in it except myself. The closet doors are mirrored. There is a large window on the opposite side of the closet. The window opens to a green, glowing forest in the dark.
It is glowing green and mysterious. Dark outside, but light inside.
The path winds back and forth, slightly up, slightly down through the forest. It is wide enough for a person to pass another, or two to walk together. The dirt is hard-packed, and the vegetation remains lush on the edge.
It runs into a knee-deep creek. The water is cold, life-affirming, moving.
It is a bowl carved out of wood.
It is simple, golden key. It unlocks something powerful, something deep.