I've been looking for ravens for awhile. Normally, on my way into work, I spot a murder or two of crows. They're everywhere in Colorado, but I love seeing them anyway; ever since reading John Crowley's magnificent Ka: Dar Oakley in the Ruin of Ymr, my default fondness for them has multiplied. But ravens? They've … Continue reading Change.
May the soul always cultivate her intention not to be vanquished. If the spirit of evil sees that she is willing to lose her life, her tranquility, and everything else that it can offer rather than return to the first dwelling, it will soon give up on her. Let the soul be strong and not … Continue reading Fighting for consciousness.
Falcon flew above me yesterday, keen and slow. Focus was her message. Stop splitting your gaze in a hundred different ways. I know the things that deserve my full attention. I know how often I avoid meeting myself in the eye. My anger deserves my focus, or it will continue to go unprocessed. Holding it in saps … Continue reading Focus.