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Morgaine’s Musings – A Journal (part 4/final)

Part 1 here

Part 2 here

Part 3 here

https://www.facebook.com/TammyTVitale/videos/10156096203387807/

 

June 13

The Morrigan’s major form is of an old woman, wrapped in a cape of black raven feathers. Sometimes she takes the form of the death raven announcing death, or the banshee predicting it with shrieks. She is the thunderhead that descends at death, and the soul which is torn from the body rises through it like lightning. Her body becomes the conduit of death, the stormy pathway of the soul…

Because she is the pathway, the vast network of reincarnation compressed into a cloudy mirror, she can guide the soul as she chooses. She needs only to change the pathways. Usually she is a subtle mist, but on the battlefield, she is storm clouds and thunder, the hag screaming for the dead, and the black death-horse which gallops through the sky carrying its newly deceased rider…

There are many images that she uses. Long ago, she came as an animal – a wolf, a vulture, or jackal. http://www.faerie-world.org/tales/deathgoddess.html

[writing down the side:  note to self – are Morgaine and the wolf the same?  partners?  what?

 

June 19

Possibility spreads itself across the table naming itself plan, calling itself goals, affirming out loud that it visions itself into tomorrow, shining.  Disappointment has been released, has had a few drinks, has loosened up and is starting to wear bright colors, is joining you renamed satisfaction, relief, even joy, as together you adventure along the just discovered path peopled by goddess and wolf, pug dog and cat and, yes, also that red dragon.

And oh, the Dragon has asked for another copy of “Jurassic Park.”  Seems she lost her copy somewhere.

June 23
If I tell you, my beautiful Moon Beam, that this is all a dream, would you believe me?

June 30

Don’t.

 

[If you have enjoyed Morgaine’s story, stay tuned.  This is the final of Morgaine’s Musings, for now, but there is more to come.  See you there!]

1 Comment

  • I would have to believe in imagination…whether dream or awake. Some kind of inner release. Having fun with thought. But I actually have no idea what it all is. 🙂

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