12/29/2025
When the Raven Appears
It wasn’t the kind of moment people write down.
Just a pause in the day
the air thinning, the sound pulling back a step.
Then the raven was there.
Not dramatic.
Not sudden.
Simply present, as if it had been waiting
for the world to quiet enough to notice.
At first, the mind reached for meaning.
Bad luck.
Message.
Sign.
But the raven did nothing to confirm any of that.
It did not cry out.
It did not move closer.
It only looked back
steady, unafraid, unhurried.
In that gaze, something shifted.
The rush softened.
The need to explain loosened its grip.
The raven did not bring fear.
It brought clarity.
It made the moment heavier,
not with dread,
but with awareness
as if the day had briefly revealed
its deeper layer.
When the raven finally lifted away,
nothing obvious changed.
The road was the same.
The sky continued on.
But the person standing there
carried the quiet certainty
that something had been witnessed
not from the outside,
but from within.
The raven had not arrived
to warn or to guide.
It had arrived
to remind the human
that the world is still watching back,
and that some truths appear
only when we stop demanding
they explain themselves.
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