Beyond the mists & through the trees,
Beneath the pale moonlight…
In the shadow of an ancient oak,
There occurred a curious sight…
A collection of love, musing & occasional wisdom from my soul’s Book of Shadows.
An artist, writer, yogi & creatrix, Sydney (Sates) channeled over two decades of experience into The Corvus Circle, a deep movement to rekindle our connection with Mother Earth & ourselves, and its accompanying blog, What the Cat Told the Raven, a loving collection of musing & unspoken words.
Over hill, over dale,Thorough bush, thorough brier,Over park, over pale,Thorough flood, thorough fire;I do wander everywhere,Swifter than the moonโs sphere. Fairy, William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night’s Dream Midsummer exists as its own realm within my mind. Golden light, glittering dew drops, dancing fireflies, lusciously soft grass beneath bare, gentle feet.
I wish you magick.
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