Listening to the Magical Tunes of Black Crows

Crows sit all along the watchtower in large flocks of communal roosts
A symbolically predictive omen for changing weather patterns

Further movement into a New Earth previews trailers of clearer forecasts
Revealing that we are all One

Connecting the loose threads of our multidimensional heartstrings
Striking a chord that we are all in this together

Meditation on the Law of Impermanence
Reminds us that everything is transitory and ephemeral

Is it a time for you to begin a new course of study?

Fireside storytelling awakens the flames of shared human experiences
Breathing in Samhain marks mid-point between Autumn air and Winter Solstice
A good time to honor our ancestors and exhale Karmic wounds of yesterday

Is a message on its way for you to receive?

Reflecting Nature’s intentional expression for letting-go
And feeling thankful for our vulnerability

Should you be more alert and wary?

Spiritual laws transcend physical laws
By bending the ways of our material world

Watching our shadow-side teachings remind us to attend to the nuts and bolts
Cultivating structure, consistency and predictability in our daily walk facilitates
Coming down into our souls from our high perches of observation

Try not to sweat the small stuff of nervous woodland creature energies

Creation is born out of the feminine womb of life
Master magicians see illusionary veils cloaking other realms
Mystical vibrations of co-creativity are woven into everyday life

Are you noticing everyday opportunities to make magic in your daily routine?

When sitting still in the driver’s seat
We keep our eyes on the horizon and in rearview mirror
Watching the wheels balancing in the eternal now

Picture a tree soaking in sun
Rooted deeply into our Earth’s dark soil
Together we stand in alignment with the elements

Shapeshifting ourselves into transformative inner peace
Shining intrinsic Divine Light onto our darker edges

Leave it to Full Beaver Moon this week to cue us to “set traps”
Before our internal swamps become frozen
Turning our clocks back yinward
In preparation for the cold by blanketing our souls with “warm winter furs”

Remembering when our soul power breathes effectively through our human voice
We are honoring every moment as a past teacher,
the living present as our creation
and the future as our inspiration

See you further on up the trails,

Ari

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