...Something in the cold, something in the immaculate snow that keeps calling me. Even in the heat of the Summer, I see icy blue glaciers when I close my eyes. And the lonely stillness of the barren North...All so quiet, too quiet maybe.
But yet He, She or They are calling.
Is it the Spirit of the Wind in the blizzard? Is it some long forgotten Ancestors buried deep beneath the thick blanket of snow? Is it the broken carved stone circles/sanctuaries humming to be remembered and used again?
I don't know yet. The further I go, the more answers I get and when I think I'm getting closer to the answers I seek, new questions arise and then I realize how little I actually know.
Somewhere I read "what you seek is seeking you". I know the answers are buried inside of me, somewhere. I need to go further and keep digging deeper, going back in time.
The antlered one, the ancient Deer Goddess she knows, I know she does. She's be watching me for a long time and she will teach me what I need to know, what I need to remember. She imposed a taboo upon me so I know she's here to stay and that somehow I am, have been or and/will be her priestess...
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