Owl Prayers

” I pray to the birds. I pray to the birds because I believe they will carry the messages of my heart upward. I pray to them because I believe in their existence, the way their songs begin and end each day—the invocations and benedictions of Earth. I pray to the birds because they remind me of what I love rather than what I fear. And at the end of my prayers, they teach me how to listen.”

~Terry Tempest Williams,
When Women Were Birds

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Owls are one of my personal messengers. A great horned owl has shown up outside my window 3 times in the last 2 weeks. They show up everywhere I live, calling to me before dawn. 

Owl is the wise watcher of the forest – a true visionary.. nothing gets by Owl. 

But Owl’s message can sometimes elude me. They are mysterious creatures that hold deep magic which can be hard for a mere human like me to discern.  At times it takes me days to realize why Owl showed up. But there is always a beautiful message in Owl’s presence, if I take the time to listen.  

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“When the owl sings, the night is silent.”
~Charles de Leusse

Photo of great gray owl
by Mel Clements

Recording of How Can We Help, Mama Earth?

Love Your Mama

In these times of rapid change and chaos, it’s more important than ever to connect with Mama Earth and help in any way we can.

Take a guided shamanic journey to Mama Earth. Ask how you can help her and all her creatures. Discover what you can personally do to help this beautiful planet heal and restore balance.

The recording of this event is now available here:

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Full Moon in Airy Libra

In honor of the first full moon of spring…

Beehive

Within this black hive to-night
There swarm a million bees;
Bees passing in and out the moon,
Bees escaping out the moon,
Bees returning through the moon,
Silver bees intently buzzing,
Silver honey dripping from the swarm of bees
Earth is a waxen cell of the world comb,
And I, a drone,
Lying on my back,
Lipping honey,
Getting drunk with silver honey,
Wish that I might fly out past the moon
And curl forever in some far-off farmyard flower.

~Jean Toomer
1894-1967

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#AprilMoon
#LibraMoon
#spring
#honey
#bee
#joy

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Art by Neil Thompson
available on Etsy

Navigating by Moonlight – Capricorn New Moon Divination

Consider the words and images shared here.
Notice the feelings and thoughts that arise for you.
Use this information to gently guide your choices and focus.

Love
NancyL

2 cards drawn from Witches’ Wisdom Tarot Deck:

4 Moon
Mystery. Wildness. Physical instinct. Liberated feminine power

“There is a wildness within us that yearns to be physical, sensual, animal, free. But fear of this unknown part, of the shadows where it dwells, of where it might take us, has left us all only half alive…

Wildness is the only path to the moon. There is no need to dread the companions who will teach you how to shapeshift into hoof and horn, paw and claw, fur and feathers, fins and scales, bud and leaf and flower. Set your foot upon the silver path. The moon will light your way from fear to the fierce and freeing desires of your wild and natural self.”

4 of Water
Open your Heart. Grieve. Reach out. Rejoice

“Whale is a wise and compassionate being who will guide you through the currents of your feelings and show you how to live in a connected way. Invite them into your life. Journey, dream meditate, pray, study, visit with and volunteer for whale. Allow whale energy to move through you…

Let whale teach you to sing.”

2 cards drawn from The Wildwood Tarot Deck:

6 of Vessels
Reunion

“Recognition of ancestral and reincarnation memory.”

5 of Bows
Empowerment

“The time of self empowerment by seizing the initiative is here.”

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#navigatingbymoonlight
#hollowbone
#divination
#guidance
#wisdom

Image: the cards in the order they were drawn.

I No Longer Pray

An Offering to Earth , Sun and Moon

I no longer pray—
now I drink dark chocolate
and let the moon sing to me.

I no longer pray—
I let my ancestors dance
through my hips
at the slightest provocation.

I no longer pray—
I go to the river
and howl my ancient pain
into the current.

I no longer pray—
I ache, I desire,
I say “yes” to my longing.

I no longer pray as I was taught
but as the stars crawl
onto my lap like soft animals at nighttime
and God tucks my hair behind my ears
with the gentle fingers of her wind
and a new intimacy is uncovered in everything,
perhaps it’s that I’m finally learning
how to pray.

~Chelan Harkin

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Image by NancyL