The Feathered Seer – Song of the Raven Clan

The elders gather; to the stones; all that remain of the Raven Clan.

The Shaman, bearing the Mother’s heartbeat, draws to the centre of the assembly; there to be joined by the Spinner, and the Weaver of Lore.

The Weaver kneels, offering a reverent hand skyward, readying himself to receive, and to support, the sacred, living, and breathing connection to the Creator.

Spirit of Deer. Spirit of Maple.

The drum-keeper, bows; surrendering his most hallowed charge, in trust, to the Weaver.

The Spinner stands in patient deference, awaiting the honour of Grandmother’s arm.

The drum-keeper, bows; surrendering his most hallowed charge, in trust, to the Spinner.

A contemplative pause. Respect the moment. Await the breath…

Grandmother speaks. The Circle turns. Silence. The Song of the Raven Clan; lost, long ago.

Spirit of Deer. Spirit of Maple.

Thunder roar. The Mother’s heart.

Beats.

In a brief, joyous moment, the Spinner hears; and is reminded.

Her Spirit bursts forth.

The Song of the Raven Clan; reborn.

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This post is a little bit naughty. It is really “The Feathered Seer – Part 4”. However, Part 3 is yet to be writ, and the Song wasn’t willing to wait…

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21 Responses to The Feathered Seer – Song of the Raven Clan

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  2. Reblogged this on Stuart France and commented:
    ‘Sensing’ the Clan…

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  5. πŸ™‚
    I recently bought a Native American Effigy Peace Pipe of a Woodpecker. The day it arrived a beautiful woodpecker was hanging around right outside close to our window!

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  6. dragonsdean says:

    Thank you for this opportunity, to be able to receive the drum and be part of the beat of the clan. Spin and Weave. Spirit of Deer, spirit of maple…..

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    • Running Elk says:

      Pleasure was all mine, Dean. You gave the “part” a solemn, devotional element that was most unexpected while I was describing your “drum stand” role… lol Can’t imagine any other Spinner and Weaver who could have done the task the justice that you pair did. πŸ™‚ xx

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  7. alienorajt says:

    Reading this moved me very deeply and unchained something I was barely aware of. It evoked not just the moment itself, but deep echoes of other times and places. A beautiful post. xxx

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    • Running Elk says:

      It was sublime. In that moment, everything just fell away, replaced by something beyond description.
      Still kicking myself for inadvertently taking away your power in the next round… :/ … but incredibly grateful to have been blessed in witnessing this one… πŸ™‚ ❀ xx

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      • alienorajt says:

        Yes, that mirrors my experience too, which is probably why I don’t remember parts of it. My power had been sucked away long before this ritual drama, especially where music (song and instruments) are concerned; the uncertainty came from the dark echoes of that and not anything you, or others in the Temple, did or did not do. xxxx

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  8. alienorajt says:

    Reblogged this on Chronicles of an Orange-Haired Woman! and commented:
    So beautifully expressed. Simplicity and depth. Memories evoked – and the beat from long ago. Absolutely love this post.

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