SKYWATCH FRIDAY – Raven Swallows the Sun (Lake Erie)
I wrote this out for SWF last week, but didn’t get around to posting it, so now I have something for today, even though my friend is visiting and we're out and about all day. I'll stop by and see your skies this evening! The Raven in the photo used to sit atop the western-style gate at my home in the Rocky Mountain foothills, greeting all who came to visit, and no doubt amusing the real ravens. Now he sits on the patio railing and looks out at the lake, but so far no other ravens come to play; maybe one day… I took this photo when the sun was about to set, and was reflected in the raven's shiny black paint, making it appear that he'd 'swallowed the sun.'
Raven Notes Ravens and humans go back a long time; for millennia even. Raven, a very widespread bird, has been a recurring subject of mythology, folklore, art and literature around the globe. In many indigenous cultures, including those of Scandinavia, ancient Ireland and Wales, Bhutan, North America, Siberia and northeast Asia, the Common Raven has been revered as a spiritual figure or god. Raven is known as a hero, a creator, a trickster, a friend and helper of humans. Along the northwestern coast of North America, Raven figure prominently among the stories of the First Nations people—the Haida, Tlingit, and Kwakiutls to name a few. The story of Raven swallowing the sun belongs to the Koriak people of Siberia.
The Raven and the Sun in Siberia: Among the Koriaks, Raven-Man swallows the sun because Big-Raven declines to give his daughter to him in marriage, whereupon the earth is plunged into darkness. Yine-a-neut, Big-Raven’s daughter, tickles the Raven-Man who swallowed the sun: he opens his mouth and sets the sun free. Pacific Coast: This corresponds to the episodes of the raven cycle of the Pacific coast, in which the Raven liberates the sun. From: http://collections.civilisations.ca/multimedia/3143/392/E2006-02648_02685_01.pdf -
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The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.