A Willing Sacrifice
Some months ago, I sent Joy a teasing note about a rather wicked waking dream involving sacred rituals I'd had concerning her, while walking through the fog in the mountains as Spring was trying to manifest itself. Joy and I share many interests in this realm, I find her, well, a Joy to discuss these things with.
She received my ideas with great enthusiasm, and encouraged me to visit Seattle to try something similar for real.
Well, April was finally looking like Spring for real, and it was her Birthday Month, and we finally managed to arrange to get together the other day.
It was....magnificent.
We started out meeting at her lovely spiritual retreat and sitting down to a great Thai feast for lunch, while we discussed some of the particulars of the upcoming day. We both wanted to be clear on limits and concerns, but not give away too many secrets ahead of time to spoil the scene, because some perhaps-extreme-or-troublesome events might be occuring throughout the day. Joy did a great job communicating without spilling the beans.
After lunch, I showered and cleaned up, while Joy set the stage. When I exited my assigned room, I was abducted by The Earth Goddess, who led me....elsewhere....to be examined. I was found to be far too beastly and base to be of much use, so some training and conditioning were attempted by The Goddess. The Goddess used tools of the Earth for the most part, very creatively and effectively.
Somewhat subdued, I was led to the Goddess's bath chamber, to help prepare her for the arrival of The God Of All. Cleaning and annointing and dressing the most wonderful creature. Then to the Goddess' bed chamber, where I waited until He arrived. I then, as instructed, brought refreshments to my Sacred Ones, and they rested a bit, as they prepared...
The Goddess mentioned that I *might* be trainable, though I was still so very feral and low. It was suggested that if I were to observe the Gods pleasuring each other, I might learn what was expected of me, and how far I had to travel.
And so, bound by the will of the Gods, and the Goddess' snares, I watched as these two powerful beings made wild, passionate, violent love to each other.
After seemingly endless hours had passed (the Gods seem to have immense stamina), the two decided that perhaps I should participate. And so, for some time more, the three of us played together, God, Goddess, and mere beast.
Finally, The God of All had to depart, leaving only the Goddess and myself. I was informed that I *might* be suitable for A Higher Purpose, but that I'd have to pass through the mortal barrier, and be reborn.
And so, for a bit, the Goddess and I celebrated what might be to come, in my last moments as a living beast.
And then, slowly and methodically, the Goddess slew me with her desires. I had no fear at last, only welcoming her final embrace.
And once I had passed on, she buried me, in a deep dark place. And all was nothing.
Some time later, I was reborn.
And then we celebrated, endlessly.
Fine.
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I was frankly stunned by the experience. Joy firmly rooted me into the scene as soon as she held my hand and looked fiercely into my eyes as we began after lunch. She set the entire day (lunch through dinnertime) to various musical compositions we both enjoy, matching the mood and the pace of the activities with the composition. Our final set of scenes was set to Mahler's Symphony #2, the Resurrection Symphony, each phase matching near flawlessly the five movements of the piece. The final bit of the 5th movement, about which Mahler said "The increasing tension, working up to the final climax, is so tremendous that I don’t know myself, now that it is over, how I ever came to write it.", was insane, I was fearful one or the other of us would perish :-)
The amount of thought and planning she put into this was incredible. The different moods and emotions she produced in us all was masterful. Sound, and scent, and touch, and taste, and sight were all used to great effect to set and maintain the scene. At times I was completely in our dream world, at times I'd come out as we shared laughs and checked in to make sure folks were surviving the events. I think we all experienced "the little death" countless times. I learned many new things about myself and my play partners throughout the day as well, which is always a plus. And I came away with lots of ideas for further adventures.
I left, after this lengthy period of play, not tired out, but truly energized, as if I *had* been reborn. I have to admit, a few hours later, I crashed totally from exhaustion, and slept the sleep of the dead :-)
Happy Birthday, Joy!
And my greatest thanks for an amazing production! You were right, I'll never view Spring the same way again, my dear Erda.
