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.
When he played with my hair, I forgot why I was upset. The tyrannies that had invaded my mind, the stress, anxiety, and uncertainty that had coiled within my body, released. When he played with my hair, I found I could breathe.My lungs filled with ease, gentle currents flowing down
The Mourning After the Night An Ostara Story All was quiet in the valley, Though something silent stirred . . . Like the realm between sleep and waking, Where memories and dreams are heard . . . The Moon caressed the mountains, Beginning Her descent. The ancient winds grew still
I wish you magick.
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