The deep well of renewal.
Wells were in the past places where travellers could refresh and renew themselves, before the next stage of their journey. They were also sacred places of connection with the otherworld, and its regenerative forces of renewal. I find these old wells still have a wonderful energy, both soothing and refreshing, and dipping into the crystal clear waters rewards the tongue with a cool tingling sensation of renewal.
This well is nestled away slightly off the path, sheltered in a stand of oak trees, in the Scottish Highlands, and I loved the way the sunlight was twinkling on the dark water. Taking the time to pause and appreciate where this water had come from, bubbling up through the earth and rocks perhaps for hundreds of years, before rising into the light on the surface of the well, made me more appreciative of the water itself, than when I just turn on the tap back at home.