Rhiannon, Lady of the Lake

Lady of the lake

Patiently earthed

A spark of intuition

Queen of the sky

Rhiannon

 

 

Over the last year or two the heron has gradually become my totem animal. I have had more of my fair share of luck in taking their pictures.  They seem to represent photography, the balance of patience and instant action. The picture above was taken a few days ago, but today I went down to the river to write, so I did not have my camera. My Japanese teacher, Naomi, has given me the mammoth task of writing the story of the Wiccan Sabbats in Japanese. I am both excited about it and somewhat overwhelmed by it.  So I thought sitting by the river would inspire and motivate me, which it did, I am halfway through a rough draft for Beltane. While I was writing I noticed I was not alone; a heron was watching me from about 30 feet away, I took this as a good omen. Every time I looked up the heron was still there. I had been writing for a fairly long time and realised both my legs had gone to sleep. So I got up and stumbled around for a while, and decided to walk the numbness off. I walked about 100 yards and found a rock to sit on and started to write again.  I looked up and found the heron had followed me up river. For a while I wrote and occasionally looked up at my friend. I got to a point where it was obvious that I needed to go home to check some details both about Beltane and Japanese. I looked up and my friend was gone, she knew it was time to go before I did. While fact checking at home I found a connection between the Welsh Goddess Rhiannon and herons, so for my companion today I wrote the above poem.