It starts innocently enough. You are sitting on your porch, sipping your morning coffee, when a glossy, jet-black crow lands on the railing. It tilts its head, fixes you with a bead-like eye, and lets out a solitary, booming “CAW!” – the crow sound “caw,” not the Church of All Worlds “CAW”.
A normal person might think, Oh, a crow.
But you are a Pagan. You don’t do “normal.” Everything is magical and everything means something and mostly, it does.
Within thirty seconds, the coffee is forgotten. Your heart rate is up. You are pulling out your phone to look up the specific lore of the Raven vs. the Crow. You are calculating your astrological transits to see if Pluto is squaring your natal Moon. You are suddenly convinced that Odin, the Morrigan, or a very specific ancestral grandmother is trying to text you a multi-layered, prophetic warning about your life choices.
By noon, you have rearranged your living room altar, lit three candles, and canceled your weekend plans just in case that CAW meant “stay indoors.”
Let’s be honest with ourselves: we are a community of magnificent, cosmic over-thinkers.
To read the whole article, hop over to the Green Egg Blog: https://greeneggmagazine.com/blog/