Good Bye For Now

No, I am not going anywhere. Sorry for the bait switch. I am not a fan of that method. But it is a goodbye for now of sorts that I want to write about. As two beings that have been a strong guide and teacher are leaving...for now.

Huginn and Muninn. Odin's ravens. My wise trusted bird friends. You see they have been with me thru the winter. Possibly even as early as late fall. But now they are stepping away. For how long? I do not know.

You see, throughout the long winter months, I was taken deep and then to the highest of intuition and perspective. They were always speaking, literally and figuratively. I was seeing and hearing them daily. Huginn and Muninn would be sitting in the trees. See they do not migrate and leave you during the coldest darkest season. They stay with you. Always close by. Whether at home or out and about. Never very far and speaking loudly and directly.

I love to stop and listen to them, all birds really. I think they all communicate with us if we get quiet enough and are willing to listen to their voices. But Huginn and Muninn do not sing like most birds I hear. They talk. They watch. Listen. They normally don't wish to be photographed and don't sit for long so when they would show up I made a point to pay attention.

They took me thru a journey of self. Through my shadows. My sadness. Anxiety and fears. They guided me thru self-doubt and taught me about being fearless. Acknowledging my courage. How I was a warrior. To look back upon the wars I have fought. To trust my sword.

Now I can feel them pulling back. Perhaps to visit another for a spell. I hear them but they aren't as close anymore. Perhaps a quick fly by. A caw off in the distance. They are visiting less and less. They want me to journey ahead and take the lessons they taught with me. I am ready.

The past week or so I feel stronger. I feel the anxiety lifting. The sadness is also farther away. My strength is returning. I am feeling like I have direction in my life and purpose. Clarity. I have battle scars from wars lost and won. I still carry my sword, yet not in my hand, rather on my back.

I feel the song bird's presence approaching now. They will show me joy and beauty of self. Take me on a new journey. One of color and light. Loving songs that open hearts. Inspire life. Perhaps there will still be battles along the way but I take the gifts that Huginn and Muninn gave me, along with the songs in my heart led by the birds of spring.