Two nights ago, I dream.
I stand with my son and husband in the centre of an empty street. No other people. No cars. No sound. All is still.
I look down. A raven stands beside me.
I look up. I see ravens sitting on the top edges of the one-storey buildings and on the fences. They walk on the sidewalks and in the street where I stand.
I lift my arms. I see feathers, black, sleek, shining. I see wings.
I am me and I am Raven.
Here in my waking life, I hear raven voices every day. Ravens live in the tallest firs and cedars near both my studios. I see them fly overhead, hear the edges of their wings cut the air. Nothing else sounds like a raven’s wing.
This past summer I watched them teach their young what wings can do. Watched the young discover joy in their power. Watched them fall in love with their wings.
When I falter in my drawing or writing, I imagine myself as Raven. Creator and Healer. Trickster. Teacher. Messenger. Raven is all magic. Raven is pure power.
Imagining Raven, I open creation, call word and image, and invite them to play. My wings cut through fear and hesitation, shatter them like the ice they are.
My Raven eyes see forever. See what has not been seen.
Imagining Raven, I reach into magic. I take nothing and create something. I breathe it real.
Imagining Raven’s power, I move back into my own power to create. I stand steady in the joy of who I am. I fall in love all over again with what I can do.
Artists, writers, all creators are Raven. We have the power to create, to heal and make whole, to trick and tease, to communicate and teach. We see what has not been seen, and make it visible. We create something where there was nothing.
We are joy’s magic, and we are the power of love.
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If I pay attention, my dreams teach me. When animal guides show up, I go to the book Medicine Cards, written by Jamie Sams and David Carson, published by St. Martin’s Press, NY, 1999. The book is accompanied by a deck of animal medicine cards illustrated with the drawings of Angela Werneke. Book and cards were a Christmas gift from my husband, ten years ago, after I told him animals were appearing in my dreams. http://jamiesamsbooks.com/medicinecards.cfm