Raven Ash

As I wrote in “About Me” I feel the need to maintain some anonymity at the moment, but I still want a name I can use which carries some significance to me.

So I looked to my connection to the natural world and, indulging my interest in Celtic mythology, I searched the meanings behind trees and animals, settling at last on the ash tree and the raven.

I had been keen to use a word in its original Gaelic – but struggled to work out the pronunciation. I initially liked the Willow with its connections to poets seeking inspiration. But I settled on the Ash with its connection to the spiritual worlds. Its known as the “World Tree” connecting our world with the lower and upper worlds. Known as “Yggdrasil”, it fills the same role in Norse mythology.

Turning my attention to the animal world I thought first of the Owl (I hear them call at night in the trees near my house) but found myself drawn to the Raven. I responded at first with caution – I felt the raven had a very dark presence (metaphorically, symbolically) – but realised I knew almost nothing about it. I discovered it is closely associated with Scotland, with Celtic and Norse myth. There was even a raven in New Zealand, but it is long extinct. There is a strong connection between the raven and death – and I imagine this could lead to some poetic writing work. Death is playing a large part in my thinking and imagination at the moment. However, the raven is also connected in myth to mysteries and memories. And I’ve realised the darkness of the Raven is a perfect fit with the black used in self-image that New Zealanders are often so comfortable with.

So I settled on the Raven and the Ash, and combined into “Ashven” it becomes a name I am happy to use here.

A Hidden Wholeness

Taking time today to read. “A Hidden Wholeness: the journey toward an undivided life” by Parker J. Palmer.

Can’t help but think that the title of this book reflects a similar intent to O’Donohue’s “invisible necessity”.

Its all about finding ways to connect with one’s true self – about listening to one’s own inner voice. Its so easy to become lost behind the masks and barriers we use to negotiate our way through the world and to try to keep ourselves safe. I know I struggle sometimes with being genuinely myself – I feel there is too much at risk, too much to lose. And sometimes I am too compliant, too willing to follow the easy path. And I know that way lies the risk of becoming lost to oneself – but I crave a peaceful life.

I remember this was confirmed when I was exploring my Enneagram personality type a few months ago, I came out as a “Type 9: the Peacemaker – The Easygoing, Self-Effacing Type: Receptive, Reassuring, Agreeable, and Complacent“. I feel that if I was more in-touch with my inner voice, my true self, I could be braver, bolder, less will to put up with things – but it all hangs on knowing what I want, what is truly important to me.

The Enneagram Institute

Strange how things change …

Strange how things change…

At Christmas/New Year when I made the decision to begin this blog, I thought it would be a space for my personal reflections, a journal for my thoughts and a forum for sharing, including poetry, photography … I felt drawn to stepping forward into the world.

But life likes to throw curve-balls and while this is still my focus, the content is bound to be influenced by the news of potentially serious illness in my immediate family. We don’t know the extent of it yet.

Because of this, to maintain their privacy, I choose to work under a pseudonym for the time being. But long term, I plan for this to change.

 

 

ending the year

ending the year

As this year draws to a close, I reflect on the losses and gains, the sadness and joy.

Dear friends have passed, family have coped with health challenges, and I have persevered to complete the study I committed to four years ago. I feel the coming year drawing close, and I need to re-commit, this time with a focus on my own interests.