Messages from the Crows and Magpies: Trusting the shift into the unknown
I recount a moment of profound synchronicity with a family of crows, swirling above me like a vortex, marking the end of one chapter and the quiet beginning of another. As my connection with these winged guides deepens, I sense a shifting of the guard, with magpies now stepping forward as messengers of prophecy and clear sight. This is a story of release—letting go of what no longer serves, and opening to the unknown with trust. As I move into a new paradigm, I invite you to reflect on your own path. What must you release to make space for the gifts waiting to unfold?
I was driving East from the NW part of the Highlands last week, when a whole family of Crows, 20 or 30 maybe more, spiralled up above me creating a vortex. It felt like a gateway, as if I had just completed something, which indeed I had. I’d taken the last of my things to store in my shipping container on my croft and was now travelling with all I needed for the next few months.
Yet ,I knew it was more than that. I am starting to realise that it is further reaching than I can even still quite comprehend right now.
This particular clan of crows know me - on a collective level all crows do, as you may have gathered from my other writings - these ones I have a much more personal relationship with. A few years ago, driving along the same road, the car in front of me hit a crow - I saw it happen and I saw the distress of it’s family flying down trying to revive it wondering what had happened. I stopped, picked up the crow, who judging by it’s feathering and the time of year was a juvenile and was clearly dead. I took him to the side of the road by the trees where all the crows were gathering and laid him down for them to see. I stood back and let them do their thing.
We then entered into a conversation. They asked me to bury him, I explained that I lived further away, but they shared that they wanted him to have a ceremonial burial. So we started to work out the details. I gathered flowers along the road home and buried him in the Northern corner of my croft.
He, as a representative of all Crows - indeed all corvids, became a Watcher of the North - my North. Quite literally they are my compass and guides.
They have never forgotten. Even when I changed vehicles they knew me, which leads me to believe they pick up on a much more expansive energy field that they perceive outside of any vehicle. My relationship with Crows and corvids went on to develop and deepen.
Recently magpies have become my more prevalent messengers
Very recently it has started to change and magpies have become more prevalent messengers, like there’s a change of guard, something is shifting. Several times now I’ve had them go out of their way to bring messages. One nearly diving under the car I was driving to let me know that both me and the passengers were being undermined. Several times now they’ve also hovered at my eye level, both driving and walking - they almost look like angels as the light filters through their white wing tips.
Magpie still sits within the Corvid family so it’s not a total change, but more about finding a way of utilising my gifts in a different paradigm. Magpie is reputed to bring the gift of Prophesy and Clear Seeing, which to date haven’t been my most evolved gifts. I’m more clairsentient and claircognisant, so now it is time to develop these further. As the old world falls away my gifts are to be utilised in a new way. Once the foundational karmic balance is restored and secured - what then ? Do I become redundant, retire ? That would be nice ! No, I will be moving differently through the world in a way that I can’t quite perceive yet, but I am being asked to receive, expand and develop the new gifts being offered to me in preparation - and that is what I am starting to feel into.
It is time to move in deep trust and with faith in our inner resources and connection to Source.
Today, this was further confirmed. I held a simple ceremony at a sacred spot I was guided to, and as I walked away realised that I’d left my medicine bag behind. It contains fragments of my journey since I consciously started to engage with the shamanic aspect of my path. I was told to leave it, that I no longer needed what it represented. A complete cutting of ties. I was told recently to stop recycling, applying to all aspects of life, for this prevents an opening up to the new coming in - it is time to move in deep trust and with faith in our inner resources and connection to Source.
So, as I share this I wonder I ask:
What new way are you being invited to move in?
What are you being asked to let go of so you can make that happen?
Can you see how if you don’t let go it keeps you attached to the old paradigm?
Start to feel into the new … I did just by writing this and it excites me!
With much Love
from my Heart to yours,
~ Tania Aurora White Crow ~
