Cailleach

My neighbors accused me of conspiring with fairies, walking the street while they dreamt, and stealing dreams, or overtaking them. They were afraid of me because I was unbound by men with rules or robes and was never phased by the worst of winter storms.

However, they also looked to me for help because of my preternatural keenness, observing that I could easily heal a dying garden or an injured bird. They referred to me as Cailleach, known in local legend as the Queen of Winter, though she had one crystal blue eye, and I have two.

Earthy and unyielding, I tended not to view dualities, seeing everything as flowing and connected. I was always like a child in that way, just as I am a child now, in this life.

Drinking from the well of youth at winter’s end, after the snow has melted, Cailleach grows younger month by month. Similarly, each time I am born, I grow wiser to who I am.

In my lives, I have always been an islander, which is why my soul is fluid, having been carved from the wind and the ocean. I am blessed with mothers made from moccasin flowers, difficult to grow, but providing calm and soothing to those around them.

During each lifetime, I help my mother return to her Self, to her keystone, helping to balance all the world. This time, I have provided her with the gift of sight through a camera lens, her very own crystal eye.