The next Morning Phaedra was up before the sun rose, and ready for off as its rays crept over the horizon.  The cat was packed into a basket with some food, and she was finishing off tidying round making sure that everything was secure, when she suddenly remembered the pomegranate.<em>How stupid!  I didn’t need to pack any food at all, I could just take the pomegranate and eat one seed every day. </em><br/><br/>She thought about it and decided that she wouldn’t unpack her supplies now, but would take those as well, and keep the pomegranate for when the food had gone.<br/><br/>“Come on then cat. You’re going on your holidays!”  She hefted the basket onto her arm, and then her pack onto her shoulder, and taking one last look around her little cottage, she went out of the door, locking it behind herself.<br/><br/>She called at her neighbour’s and left the cat with her, reminding her that if she wasn’t back when things in the garden were ready for harvest, she should help herself.<br/><br/>A sense of deep apprehension filled her as she walked down the narrow winding road towards the town, as she really had no idea where she was going. She was relying on her Goddess to guide her, and was just thinking about that when she recognised the tree sapling at the side of the road.  He just looked like any other tree lining the leafy lane, but she knew it was him.  Leaves rustled and twigs clacked, as she neared.  “Heeeellllloooo.”<br/><br/>“Hello again!  I wonder if you can help me, again.”  She didn’t wait for him to answer, but continued with her request.  “ You gave me the map from the Goddess, but I don’t know where it is?  I know it’s not near here, but I wondered if you could give me a clue, perhaps point me in the right direction.”<br/><br/>“Reeeedwooodddd  foressssssssst.  You  Dryyyyyyyyyyyaddddddddd, usssssse oooooaaaakk  treeeeeeeee!”  There was more rustling of leaves, and then they fell still, and Phaedra knew that was the end of the conversation.<br/><br/>She walked on, pondering  the little information she had been given as if it were a cryptic puzzle.  [/i]”Redwood forest?”  I’ve heard of that, I’m sure.  Where have I heard of that?  She racked her brain trying to remember then suddenly realised.  It was a traveller that had come to the village he had been across a vast ocean, and a vast continent of land, and seen huge trees that he called redwoods.  So she was going to need to travel a very long way.<em>”you Dryad, use oak tree?”  Now what on earth could that mean?</em><br/><br/>She had to go through the forest the other side of the town, so she would find one of the mighty oaks, and see what happened there.  She had always loved the oaks most of all the trees in the forest, and often found herself  talking to them, telling them her problems, and visiting with them when she was especially happy.<br/><br/>It wasn’t long before she had made her way through the small town, and the trees of the forest were in sight.  She could make out the outline of the huge oaktree that was at the centre of the forest, above all of the other trees, and felt it was only right that she went to that one.  She would stop and eat some of her food when she got there, as by now it was getting towards lunchtime, and she was beginning to feel hungry.  A cool drink of fresh spring water, some fresh bread and a little cheese, and she would feel better, she was sure.<br/><br/>She sat on the ground with her back against the huge trunk of the tree as she ate.  When she was finished, she scattered some crumbs for the birds and other wildlife, and gave thanks to the tree for giving her somewhere to sit in shade.<br/><br/>She stood and placed her palms on the trunk of the tree.  She didn’t know what to do, but the tree sapling had said use the oak, so she asked the tree.  “How do I get to the Redwood forest, mighty oak?  The Goddess has given me a map, but I need to be somewhere near to follow the directions on the map.  How do I use you to help me to get there?”<br/><br/>She didn’t hear a voice, but she suddenly felt compelled to climb into the tree.  She slung her pack up over one of the branches, and then pulled herself up onto the lowest branch.  She needed to get higher, and so climbed up another branch, then another.  There was a very large almost flat branch which made a comfortable platform where she sat, wondering what she was doing there.  She thought of the map, and where she needed to go, and wondered why she was sitting in an oak tree, in England, when she needed to be halfway across the world.<br/><br/>Her head began to feel very strange, and she was going very dizzy.  Her world unlocked, and it was if she were spinning out of control, her whole being moving and flowing, and she was screaming, as the spinning became faster and faster, she had to close her eyes as what appeared to be green lights were flashing past her.  That made her feel worse so she opened them again.<br/><br/>After what seemed like an age, the spinning began to slow, and gradually she began to feel as if she were human again.  She was clutching the branch of the tree, and her bag, but as she looked around, she realised she was no longer in the tree in the forest near her home.  She was in an oak tree, but it was a slightly different oak tree, with deeper green leaves.  The forest around looked very different, and it was much warmer where she was now.<br/><br/>Phaedra didn’t know how it had happened, but she was convinced that she was now within the confines of the map that the Goddess had given her, and when she worked out exactly where, she would be able to walk to where Persephone wanted her.<br/>