“Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. Old Time is still a-flying;And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying.” (“To The Virgins to Make The Most of Time”, by John Donne)
The water spirit at the well made itself known to me. There was something not right. It felt oppressed by the dedication to Saint Ann. This was the wrong dedication and it was dwindling the spirit, which was struggling to survive in the stagnancy of the water and the inattentiveness of the people passing by. What could I do, I wondered? Then I knew. I needed to re-dedicate the well to Anu, not Anne.
I scanned around for something appropriate to represent the darkness of The Dark Lady, and spotted a beautiful brown chestnut amid the light green shells on the floor. Perfect! I threw a chestnut in the water as an offering, and while I did that I re-dedicated the well to Anu. There was almost an audible relief of pressure in the air around the well. Even though the sun was descending the air got lighter!
To finalise the work I used two found black feathers and an incense stick to re-originate the site. It felt right. I was also pleased that I had been invited here to do something which had no personal reward. It seemed to finish off the day just right. Now I had one more day to visit a few other sites in the Surrey countryside. Their stories are coming soon.