[Iaurhirwen]

Ok, In my Intro to Performance Class, we had to do an imagination exercise. With our eyes closed, we had to imagine the prompts that our professor gave us. The very first prompt was that we were in a woods. Immediately, I transported myself to Lothlorien. We had to cross a river, and what river was it? The Silverlode. Then I traveled through the woods, and heard something behind me. When I turned around, there was no one to be seen. It was the Galadrim, tracking me because I had entered their forets. Then we were in a meadow and we had to decide what kind of flowers were in the meadow . . . Elanors, of course. Then there was a dwelling, Caras Galadon. And here is where it really gets obsessive:

I enter the dwelling, and there is no one there. I start crying in the middle of class because of the immense sadness that I feel for the loss of the Lady in the world. She had sailed away into the West. And there in the corner of the room was a glass case containing the three rings of power, which just deepened my sadness, despair, and feeling of intense longing.

And then there was the prompt that we had to leave, and I was resisting as hard as I could, but an unknown force was pulling me away. After I left, I was walking down the path in my imagination, crying my eyes out, when there in the middle of the path was Galadriel's ring. It was a gift from her to me to symbolize the fact that there was still some trace of the magic and spirit of the elves left in the world, in order to comfort me in my sorrow. I then left the forest, and just sat on a hillside, looking back in meditation, holding the ring.

And then the exercise was over. My face was wet with tears, and I was left in a melancholy mood for the rest of the day . . . or at least until 9:00 at night when LOST was on and I could see Dom.

Wow!!! That was a long post. I'm tired and sad now. I think I'll go to bed.