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Myssfitz
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Water is a doorway to another realm

Not much adds up as far as the dates and the people. The only similarity I can see for all stories is they all had something to do with funding monastaries after they survived storms while at sea. New mythology meaning maybe? I found this when I googled mythology, water, and doorway. It seems water is a doorway to the fairies realm.

(The excerpt below contains bits and pieces of the article. Hopefully I won't get in trouble. It states all over the site not to reproduce in anyway. I couldn't find any other article that best describes what we need.
I highlighted some things that I think pertain to us. The link below ties together the 4 pages sent to dashcat, Lady of the Lake/Lake of Tears and Sarah Wyatt, the coins, wishes, fairies, and other realms.

http://www.endicott-studio.com/forwatr.html

...A mile or so past the village of Callington we parked at the edge of a farmyard, and followed the footpath through the fields that led to Dupath Well. Like many of the ancient holy wells to be found in Cornwall (and through all of Britain), the spring that runs through Dupath Well was probably a sacred site to tribal people in the distant past, its older use now overlaid with a gloss of Christian legendry. At one time this spring may have sat in a woodland grove of oak, rowan and thorn -- trees sacred to the Druids and other animist religions. In 1510, a group of Christian monks claimed the site for their own use, enclosing the spring in a small well-house made out of rough-hewn stone. This was the common fate of many pagan sacred sites in the British Isles. Unable to dissuade the local people from visiting their holy places, Christian missionaries simply took them over -- building churches where standing stones once stood and baptistries over sacred springs, cutting down groves of oak, rowan and thorn in a new god's name. One can still find numerous holy wells buried in the Cornish countryside, many of them now named for the Saints and associated with their miraculous lives. But scratch the surface of these legends and older stories emerge like a palimpsest, stories of faery creatures, the knights of Arthur, and the old gods of the land.
Inside the tiny chapel-like building erected over Dupath Well, the holy water pools in a shallow trough carved from a single granite slab. The air feels thick, heavy with shadows, with silence, with the ghosts of men and women drawn to this spot for hundreds of years. The stones are worn where they once knelt and prayed to the Virgin Mary, or to the Goddess of the Sacred Springs. At the bottom of the trough lay a few copper coins -- a modern custom of making wishes not so very different from the pagan practice of throwing pins into a well to ask for blessings. I watched as Wendy placed an offering of wildflowers by the water -- an equally ancient practice recalling a time when it was the land itself our ancestors worshipped, prayed to, and thanked for the gift of life...

All running water (not just spring water) can prove to be the haunt of faeries, for crossing over (or through) running water is one of the ways to enter their realm. Here, one still finds country folk who avoid running water by dusk or dark, for the spirits who inhabit water can be troublesome, even deadly. The water spirit of the River Dart, for instance, is believed to demand sacrificial drownings, leading to the well-known local rhyme "Dart, Dart, cruel Dart, every year she claims a heart." The water-wraithe of Scotland is thin, ragged, and invariably dressed in green, haunting riversides by night to lead travellers to a watery death. In the Border Country, the Washer by the Ford wails as she washes the grave clothes of those who are about to die; this frightening apparition is similar to the dreaded Banshees of Irish legends. The Bean-nighe is a similar creature found in both Highland and Irish lore, a dangerous little faerie with ragged green clothes and webbed red feet. (Yet if one can get between the Bean-nighe and her water source, she is obliged to grant three wishes and refrain from doing harm.) Jenny Greenteeth specializes in dragging children down in stagnant pools. The Welsh water-leaper (Llamhigyn Y Dwr) is a toad-like creature who delights in tangling fishing lines and devouring any sheep who fall into the river. The fideal is a faery who haunts lonely pools and hides herself in the grasses by the water; the glaistig, half-woman and half-goat, tends to lurk in the dark of caves behind waterfalls. The loireag of the Hebrides is a gentler breed of water fairy, although -- as a connoisseur of music -- even she can prove dangerous to those who dare to sing out of tune.
In Ireland, a faerie creature known as the Lady of the Lake bestows blessings and good weather to those who seek her favor; in some towns she is still celebrated (or propitiated) at mid-summer festivals. Her name recalls the Welsh Lady of the Lake, who gave King Arthur his sword and now guards over his body as he sleeps in Avalon. Brittany, on the west coast of France, also claims the home of the Lady of the Lake. The Chateau de Comper, where she is said to have lived and raised Sir Lancelot, still stands near the old Forest of Paimpont (called Broceliande in Arthurian lore): a magnificent manor house of golden stone, crumbling romantically at the edges. Nearby is a lake whose origin is attributed to Morgan Le Fay, located in the mysterious Val san Retour (Valley of No Return). In Somerset, the town of Glastonbury is one of several sites where the Holy Grail is reputed to be hidden. At the foot of ancient Glastonbury Tor is a lovely garden where one can drink the red-tinged water of Chalice Well -- colored, according to legend, by the blood of Christ carried in the Grail. Although the well's association with Arthur may be (as some Arthurian scholars suggest) a legend of recent vintage, archaeological excavations in the 1960s established the site's antiquity -- and the place manages to retain a tranquil, mystical atmosphere despite its transformation from sacred site to tourist attraction. One often finds small offerings in the circle around the well's heavy lid: flowers, feathers, stones, small bits of cloth tied to a near-by tree . . . remnants of ancient pagan practice carried down through the centuries....

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Posted: Sat Apr 12, 2003 11:31 pm

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Water is a Doorway to another Realm

Hello out there!

That reminded me of the flash or mini video of WATERWALK.

http://www.unfiction.com/compendi/games/ctw/waterwalk.swf

It made me think that this might have been the Wish and his journey to meet Dale on that fateful day....
This one has come on a full moon.

Just thinking

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Posted: Sun Apr 13, 2003 11:27 pm

konamouse
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When is the next full moon?

Could that be when the guides will appear to those awaiting a "destination" (like Dale)?

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Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2003 10:33 am

LazarusLong
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Full Moon

According to my calendar, the next full moon will occur on April 16th, two days from now.

If Dale is going on a journey, he better start packing.

Posted: Mon Apr 14, 2003 10:45 am

Kris
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Klepsydra = "water thief" or water clock

The water theme is indeed strong. Klepsydra, the name of the mental facility, is Greek and means "water thief". It is also a name for the water-clocks used in the ancient courts to measure time for each speaker.

More info at http://mkatz.web.wesleyan.edu/grk201/GRK201.Klepsydra.html

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