When the crows shriek their frightening warnings,
When autumn ends, and Winter falls,
You will see a Lady a wondering,weeping through the saddened fields.
She is turning the Silver Wheel of the seasons.

When the crows heed their endless calling,
Look to the Moon to see a Lady, dancing in the blackened clouds,
And when at night you see her coming, fall in wonder of what
beauty she possesses, and shed your tears.
The Great Queen is walking her footsteps once again.
Morrighan, Morrighan, you’ll call her by name.

When the old earth opens from beneath your feet,
crows will catch you before you fall and place you in Her cauldron,
where rebirth waits and death awakens,
your prophecy you will find.
What you see is Her, walking the shadows and howling to the Universe,
forewarning Her arrival.

Black hair falling to Her feet, fill the ocean and become the waves,
Her legs become the forest; Her breasts become the mountains.
Her womb becomes your ancient home.

~Anne-Christine Johnson

Usually about this time of year, I'm talking about the latest NaNoWriMo project that is in the works. This year, there isn't one. It is staying that way. I have enough to finish and polish without bringing a new project into the world.

However, as I was writing in my morning pages, I was getting my priorities and ideals for the coming new year together and wrote that November is going to be my personal NaNoWitchMo^[TM]. I wanted to find a composition book that has blank, unlined pages, I know they make them because I used to have one, but I cannot find any and today decided that I don't need one. I have a regular composition book, blank paper, and a stapler... I am set to go! It is going to be a productively interesting November *wink*