Mirror Word Weaving - Guided Imagery

There she weaves by night and day
A magic web of colours gay
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down on Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be, And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care hath she
The Lady of Shalott

And moving through a mirror clear
That hangs before her all the year, Shadows of the world appear
There she sees the highway near
Winding down to Camelot:
There the river eddy whirls,
And there the surly village- curls,
And the red cloaks of the market-girls, Pass onward from Shalott.

Mirror Word Weaving

Sit before a mirror and weave a magic web of words for us. Tell us what you see moving through the mirror clear, that hangs before you all the year. What local worldly shadows appear in your mirror? But no curses please! No looking down upon Camelot.

Begin writing. Do not worry about grammar or spelling. Just write for twenty minutes about your journey.

Do not stop to think. Just write about where you are and what happens. You could write directly in the Bravenet forum I have provided or add your piece afterwards.