
It lurks in trees.
Waiting for its moment.
Hovering over fields of glory.
It hunts.
Interrupted by the guardian black bird.
Pretending to retreat.
Caw. Caw. Caw.
You cannot find me.
Caw. Caw. Caw.
I’m am your darkest story.
There is something about this place. It’s weird and strange. It draws out the darkness that I try to hide in my safe little place. Every time I’m here, stories of strife and horror brew within my mind.
The crows and the ravens caw to me. Giving me permission to tell the stories of the things they see. They release the words from the grey clouds as they skydive to the ground.
Listen to me! Listen to me!
You are our storyteller.
You are our medium.
Listen to me! Listen to us!
You bare our witness.
You hold our trust.
Sing with us! Sing with us!
You are one of the witches.
You are one of us.
I see them in the distance.
They flit and fly and float over the neighbours house.
They thrive and dive and jive in the evergreens.
Will they ever come to play.
Or teasingly caw as they drift in the breeze.
Was thinking it would be fun to do a daily Crow Update. So… here goes.
Yesterday, I heard a Crow. One… single… Crow. Yet, it was nowhere to be seen. Are they playing hide-and-seek with me? They are playful creatures.
I didn’t not see any Crows yesterday, just not at my parents. My Mom and I went to Owen Sound and I saw a few along the way, just not the ones I want to see! Today is another day. I am going to go out for a long walk today and fingers crossed, I see some of those beauties! Next update, forthcoming!
Where are my Crows and Ravens? Where are you?
One of the things I look forward to when I visit my parents is seeing the Crows and Ravens. I absolutely love Crows and Ravens. I swear as soon as I show up, they aren’t around. Why? Why do you do this to me? All I want to do is love you. Please come back Crows and Ravens. COME BACK!!!
In the meantime, I will lovingly look at this drawing of two Crows.
All kidding aside, There are two birds that fit with who I am and what people think they see. On the inside, I feel like I am a Raven. I also feel that it is my spirit bird. The Raven is intelligence and is able to learn quickly, using what they learn to figure out solutions to problems, to puzzles. They are dark and mysterious. ‘The Raven totem signifies mystery and divination, and the attraction to the magical or mystical ways.’ I’m the dark little girl with the crooked smile. I am a Raven.
Others see a Flamingo. Someone who is bright and showy. I am only that way when I really, truly need to be. I am what you might call an extroverted introvert. I love being on a stage and performing, yet being around people close-up and personal has always made me uncomfortable. I was an incredibly shy kid who would rather sit alone and read or draw. I’m ok to perform for those people, I just don’t feel comfortable talking to them. This is why I am so drawn to both of those birds.
Of late, I have also become very curious about all birds. With Spring sort of returning, there are many, many different types of birds singing in the trees around us. I’ve been seeing a lot of Cardinals this year. Way more than any other year and it had me thinking that I would love to learn more about the birds that are in my neighbourhood. I want to hear a song from one of them and immediately recognize what kind of bird it is. The High Park Nature Centre down the street does have walkabouts for bird identification and I am considering going on one. They had a fantastic one for Bats.
Oh, Bats. Another flying creature I am obsessed with. My ghoul fiends Thea and Adam gave us a Bat Detector for our wedding gift last year and I CANNOT wait to start using it! It is finally warming up enough that the Bats will be out feeding. Nightly walks will be becoming a popular end to the day.
Now off to find my Crows and Ravens.
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