It is raining as I write. It has been raining for two days under gray skies. Early this morning a cloud of black moved as one, winged its way over tree tops to the East, caawing loudly. The creek is swollen, rushing water forcing leaves and branches from where they’re piled up thickly, white waves bouncing along over submerged rocky banks. The Moon is in the constellation of The Archer, the Sun, Venus, and Neptune are together in that of The Waterbearer. My thoughts meander along into the domain of Anahita.
Anahita. Ancient Iranian Mother Goddess, all the waters of the world spring from her, the source of ever flowing Aban. Earth Goddess of plants, fertility and wisdom. Continue reading “Landing”