I am the Voice of the Raven Upon Wind.
My harsh cries echo long upon the Earth and Air:
Nothing is Forever, Not Life,
Only change is eternal,
and only destruction
can the seed of creation form.
My wings bear me between
Darkness and Light,
Land and Sky,
the Garden and
I perch upon the Threshold
of the Worlds,
both flesh and spirit,
gifting the Brave Seeker
with Visions and Magick of the Otherworld.
To face me
is to face your greatest terror,
the Shadow of yourself,
the unknown and dangerous.
In chancing destruction,
your fear loses it’s power to destroy.
For only in acceptance
of Mortality will you learn the …
Secrets of Immortality as I,
Raven and I are happy, for now, to sit by the Lemurian roadway. It has become clear that she IS my muse and that I have no need to go searching down cobbled Lemurian pathways.
The moment we came through the portal, the moment I heard her voice I knew this to be so. She has always been with me, helping me to find acceptance for what is and what will be.
She helps me understand that my silence over recent months has been essential, that there are times when fields must lie fallow.