The White Hart meditation
I stood looking back at the Sword Three bridge, then I turned and walked along the path. I heard bird song, and realised one of the things I'm to carry in my bag on my quest is a set of Ogham staves (thank you).
I walk deep into the wood, until I reach the empty clearing. I put down my stick, bag and short dagger, and wait empty-handed. This is a thing to waited for respectfully, not commanded.
The White Hart steps into my view.
He starts some distance away, but he walks towards me. He is taller than I am, real and alive. He has a scent, like a horse would do if you got up close to it. He stands so that he can touch my hair with his nose, and I could reach and touch him, but I don't.
I try to ask him how he can be our symbol, our archetype for love, quest, hunt. He talks about being what we can understand with out eyes. Being special, desirable, not tame, not coming to command. To us he is a symbol, to himself he is what he is. Alive, powerful, changing at his own will, not ours. Appearing when he chooses, going as he wills., but being such that we could follow him if we wanted to. He is a lord in his domain. I can't really explain it very well, but I understood that to wish to see him, to follow him, to stand close to him, these were things to seek in a right spirit, not casually obtained or given.
I saw myself and my beloved there in the clearing, and wished to have always in my heart the balm that he might need, the knowledge and willingness to be able to help. To keep only him in my heart.
I thought to ask the White Hart for a gift or tool, and instantly it was in my hand, a gold link from from the chain he wears. Precious, and yet also a workman's tool, desirable because it is gold, and yet not truly useful unless it is joined to all the other links to create a chain.
It reminds me of my preciousness, as one unique person, and yet also that I am one link in the chain and my value is in the continuity of that chain.
(Direct correlation to my cards for the day - the woven cord in Taleisin).
The link is to live in the bag.
He also came and breathed on me - "Be filled with the breath of the woods, of this enchanted place. Know that this place is only a breath away." I felt this was a gift for me, for times when I might feel cut off, despairing or lonely.
So, with deep breathes, I returned.