In my Transitalismania, Raven returns with the Light from the darkest recesses of my being, from places I am afraid to explore alone. Raven stands just outside the circle of convention, just beyond the light of the bonfire's protective halo in the winter night of the soul. Raven lives for the adventure of adventure and the experience of experience. Lo, the black-winged bohemian who crowds the treetops at dawn or dusk to join the cacophony of their upstart brethren.
Raven's journeys are singular in purpose: acquisition of perspective. The value of this gift is different for everyone who receives it. Raven communes with Cougar (Balance/Companion) in The Tree (Choice/Communicator-Artist) after many expeditions.
the Images: Personal Reflections
January's image, entitled Corvus Luna, envisions a pair of dark explorers crossing the night in the moonlit snags and long shadows of the foggy moors.
February's image, entitled Emergence, captures Raven's return with the sun as winter melts away. Raven's magic is transformative, and nobody who Raven visits goes away unchanged.