I have listened to the cackling of crows.
I have risen from the cauldron with the white raven,
and now, I am told, it is time to be these things I so love,
to fly.
to bless.
to spread grace.
The White Bird Rising
I am the white bird rising, she who rose in the sky over my body when I was down, whose feathery gust sent grace into my life.
I have listened to the cackling of crows.
I have risen from the cauldron with the white raven,
and now, I am told, it is time to be these things I so love,
to fly.
to bless.
to spread grace.
I have listened to the cackling of crows.
I have risen from the cauldron with the white raven,
and now, I am told, it is time to be these things I so love,
to fly.
to bless.
to spread grace.
YES!!!!!! Go for it!!!!