If you’re looking to scry the future from a pool of rain in Iceland, you might want to be quick. The basalt breaks into natural chalices, but it’s also porous and soaks the rain up like a sponge.
If you’re going to be a prophet in Iceland, you need to be quick if you’re using rain, but if you’re using air, well, you have lots of time. Basalt also breaks off into patterns that our minds recognize as faces. These prophecies are prophecies of our moods, but are good for reading what we have noticed on the edge of perception but haven’t consciously formulated yet. The reading helps. This little chalice in Ásbyrgi holds a laughing sheep. It’s faint, but it’s there. It could be a donkey, though. That’s the thing. Prophecies of this kind are never exact! You discover them in the world, when they arrive.