One of my very favorite short stories is 'The Visitor' by Walter de
la Mare. The following guided imagery uses text from this story. Enjoy!
There have been heavy rains in the last week. You walk, absentmindedly,
along a familiar path in the meadow. You lift your eyes to see a pool
of water in the green hollow of the meadow, where none has laid before.
The water, a product of days of rain, stretch out, gray and sparkling.
Floating upon this wild water you see two strange birds, the like of which
you have never seen before. You guess that these might be stray seabirds.
They are as white as snow and they are disporting themselves gently in
this new pool as if it were a haven of refuge or a meeting place which
they sought from the moment they had come out of their shells. You watch
them, fixed motionless, afraid that you will disturb their happy play.
Inching closer you see their eyes shining in their heads, note the marvelous
snow of their wings and their coral beaks reflected in the shallow wind-rippled
sea. They appear to have been companions of all time. They preen their
feathers, uttering faint cries of delight, as if telling secrets to one
another. You gaze with greedy eagerness, aware that you are learning a
great secret. You dread that these wild creatures will rise and fly away,
so under your breath you whisper words of encouragement, to persuade them
to stay. The birds have no fear of you being there, eyeing you with bright
eyes that reveal curiosity of their own. They share their secret with
Begin to write. Do not stop to think. Just write about
where you are and what happens.
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