Duncan came back all agog with the latest news. Cor has set herself up in a tree on Owl Creek Road with an apothecary. It seems she is dispensing her own special medicine. I can recommend a visit to this delightful bird.
Despite Duncan’s protests about the reliability of the winged one I clambered amid the boughs, passing the other ravens who have come calling and who seem to be congregating in the neighboring branches and had a session with her. My session included a special Raven Reading.
Something dead can become food for others: the cut corn, the slaughtered beast. Respect what has died, and help to transform it by ingesting it – with awareness and thanks. Let the Wheel of Life keep turning.
Then she gave me a bottle of something for my gut, telling me that I needed to be kind to it and trust it. She assures me my gut can be an ally if I get it onside! The word is that it the digestive system influences our brain to a large extent.



Lots to think about here, thank you so much for this post in particular It speaks volumes to me.
Best raven image EVER. Good stuff, heralding healing. So cool.
Fabulous post and what a meaningful reading! – amazing.