Ice spirits, crystal transporter pads, rainbow mirrors, dreaming rooms, gothic windows into other dimensions - take a trip to a very different place, a locus that is well known to song and tale - these are the realms of Superman's Fortress of Solitude, the Snow Queen's ice palace, and where Father Christmas has his magic workshop.

Silvia reports on an expedition using the First Sanctuary meditation.

Helena writes: There is an enormous power in writing things down (or drawing them), because the moment I had written my last email, it's like a light went up and suddenly I realised that I had indeed started making progress and that the whole secret was no to try to hurry things up. Things HAD been changing, but very gradually and I had just been too impatient to get it over with. I also realised that I don't even have to lie down to be in Sanctuary since that's when I tend to fall asleep or when my thoughts start racing. I know what the story is, and here it comes in a shortened version.

Classic Fairy Tale The 12th Spirit by Silvia Hartmann - the Antidote to Lord Of The Flies.

Metaphor teaching story about Raising The Titanic by Silvia Hartmann

One of the neat things that comes naturally to Project Sanctuary is to take as a starting point a dream.

You go right back and re-experience it, then you interact in there just as you would with any Project Sanctuary habitat - with integrity, with fun, and with volition. Dreams, and especially recurring dreams or dreams which haunt the dreamer, are MESSAGES, of course - we're supposed to do SOMETHING about them, change something, TAKE SOME ACTION.

PS allows us to lucid dream anytime we choose to do that and interact directly with the dream, and the messenger of self who sent the dream. Here's an example of dream changing that is really good fun. Read on!

This is a Project Sanctuary story from 1998. That's quite a while back and at a time, when the central sanctuary had been fully established and all sorts of challenges and problems in the environment surrounding it had already been resolved.

So this story is about finding out more about the wider realms of this personal universe, and this flying mission, involving a desert with a poisoned oasis, a lost caravan and a Golden City, was quite a revelation ...

This is what a 14 year old boy who isn't that interested in metaphor, creativity or therapy managed to do stone cold with this Project Sanctuary game (details below).

What he found has now been used by many as a way to calm "Ashtars" - a codename Project Players have for their spirit selves.

The young gentleman was further inspired to produce a piece of digital art to give an impression of the Fostris habitat. Excellent!

Do you remember when you were small, perhaps you made a wishlist at some time. Perhaps you wrote to Father Christmas, or perhaps you just made one on a scrap of paper just for yourself one day.

Perhaps you stood in front of an ancient wishing well and closed your eyes and threw your coin, and then another, and then another?

Shovelling the ocean with a teaspoon.

So, that's how it is.

A weary drop at a time ...

Satire Angels & Demons - A Love Story by Silvia Hartmann

Here is an interesting scenario - someone being in a position to do something but they are unable to do so because of past limiting decisions to the contrary.

Now of course, there are many ways to treat this, but this Project Sanctuary occurence which happened spontaneously and in real time with a person tonight was so moving and elegant, it deserves to be retold in case someone else might like to try this or something like it. 

There is also another and rather mysterious aspect to this story, but more of that later. Let's start at the beginning. 

I was standing in the demon bar, when this lapsed catholic came sidling over.

As they tend to be, he was pallid under his sweat. He tugged at his shirt collar and said nervously, "Hot here, isn't it."

Nanna writes: I am walking on a path that weaves its way deeper into a large pine forest. The path is scarcely visible. I am mostly walking on wonderful, soft, spongy, green moss. It is heaven under my bare feet.

Through the trees to my right the ground slopes downwards, I catch glimpses of glittering light on a lake ...

In Sanctuary is a powerful, short metasong story from the book of fairy tales, The Golden Horse.

This story concerns a little girl who demanded far more from the world around her than was seemly ...

Derek was an artist, and he was poverty struck to the degree that he couldn't afford to eat if he wanted to buy new paints or materials.

His Sanctuary was lovely, beautiful and incredibly imaginative all around. His paintings and sculptures in the hard were incredible, too, and he was very pleased with all the new ideas he was having.

I just love Project Sanctuary to bits! Ok, I'll rephrase that - it truly delights me. It really, really, really does. I had the most fantastic, but really fantastic experience yesterday with it. So, I'm just lying in a very hot bath, thinking how totally amazing it feels to be in this hot water and drifting with the wonderful sensations.

These days at the *slightest opportunity* these other thoughts, images and sensations come to me and in an instant, I am transported into the world of "Ice River" beyond the "gate of far perspective".

City in the sky is a classic metasong - a description of a Project Sanctuary habitat in the form of what one might call a metaphor poem.

The original vision/experience also inspired a painting.

Pink Patsy is a pattern which is applicable to very long standing problems of all kinds; at it's outside edges it becomes extremely complicated and hard to track in consciousness, but the central point is easily grasped.

I think it's probably a more important pattern than we have conceived of so far and invite you personally to both try it out as well as keep experimenting with various aspects of it. In the context of general Sanctuary interventions, it becomes highly relevant to any number of puzzles.

Do you know what a masterpiece is? Let yourself adjust with this metaphor teaching story by Silvia Hartmann

I wrote the story "Witch Proud" this afternoon and a little while later, went to bed, still in that state the story does describe, evoke, whatever one might call it.

Hypnotically suggest, at that.

Either way, I got to thinking about many things and their energies and how they might benefit from being awoken in that manner.

The Embankment - Timelining Project Sanctuary story by Silvia Hartmann

Are you still waiting to "prove yourself on the battlefields of the Hard" so that you can know what you are worth, or whether you are a winner or a loser? If so, then here is a story that might change your mind, if not point the way to a change of heart, indeed. Read on.