Nigredo
The Raven Queen is hanging out in the Abbey. Look for her in the shadows.
Raven carried his ball of light into the sky,
so we no longer live in darkness.
The old self image must die
Death must precede the
Psychological revolution that is welling
the creative reorganization demanding to
Unblock the flow of psychic energy and
Give life new meaning
Into the cauldron Coronis
Beautiful crow maiden gently places
Black seeds from my shadow
Black wormseed from my ego
to incubate, regenerate and
Facilitate rebirth
A beginning, the end
Dying to the senses, withdrawing
Voluntarily entering the dark inner world of the soul
at home in the darkness of suffering
Only in death is a greater thing born
Only within the darkness lie germs of recovery
posted by Heather Blakey @ 4:23 AM
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Wonderful poem, Heather, but the picture comes up a blank. I want to see what staterka said was spooky.
Vi
LOL Stacey Anne! I made this as a part of a mannequin project to represent myself as the Raven Queen. It has caused plenty of comment as has the one I made that looked like a Goddess astride a well. The Raven Queen is meant to be in full armour, not bondage.
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