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This is 31st Oct, Samhain, all hallows eve, Halloween, when it is thought that the veil is thin between this world and the next. I walk towards a magnificent tower of a tree in Blean churchyard, as I get closer, I feel an energy pushing me back, bowing my head under the heavy leafed boughs I reach the red grooved trunk, now I am sucked in rather than being pushed away. This tree feels protective, maybe before it was keeping me away until it realised my intensions were good, then pulled me in to protect me. I imagine a gothic door, a portal when entered becomes a blood red corridor leading to a womb like cave, my belly button feels pulled towards this tree trunk as if attached by an umbilical cord. Is this about rebirth?