Two magical ravens, Edgar and Persephone, came upon Madison Manor and sought to celebrate the old pagan ways. In doing so, they formed a small, open group of friends who gather to celebrate the holidays in the spirit of communion, friendship, and nature.
(Read the full story below!)
Why was the Raven's Conclave formed you ask?
The Raven's Conclave was formed out of a desire to explore and learn more about the crooked path of paganism in Southern California.
The founder found limited resources and communities that often felt unwelcoming, clique-like, and exclusive to those just beginning their journey.
Our Conclave strives to create a friendly, inclusive atmosphere where everyone can participate, regardless of their level of experience.
While we respect the old ways, we also embrace celebrating with a little flair, while also welcoming any corrections or insights to ensure we honor the traditions properly.
Raven's Conclave FAQ
Joining the Flock
The Raven's Conclave follows a unique tradition of welcoming newcomers into the flock. This is to ensure the safety and privacy of all.
All potential new members start off as a Hatchling.
Hatchling. This means you are totally new to the flock, don't have a flock sponsor and are considering joining us. All Hatchlings must attend a safe and in public event before being invited to fly to the next level. This is MANDATORY to keep these events held at Madison Manor safe for the hosts and participants. Check out Hatchling Meetings in our event calendar. Meetings will be held at public parks, public coffee shops, etc. and will give you a chance to meet the host and other group members.
Fledgling. If after attending a Hatchling meeting (or you are sponsored by an existing member) it looks like you will be a good fit for the flock you will be invited to become a Fledgling. A Fledgling is able to participate in the event as an observer.They will not sit at the sacred table of 14 but will observe from a bench in the conclave but off to the side. We can accommodate 4 fledglings per celebration. Fledglings are invited to participate in all social aspects of the evening but will observe the sacred time.
Crow. Once a Fledgling has observed a celebration and wishes to fly upward they may be invited to advance to the title of "Crow," symbolizing deeper integration into the group and will be welcome to join all celebrations at the sacred table. All Crows will be assigned a member number.
Raven. After attending three in-person celebrations, the participant earns the honor of being called a "Raven," signifying their full membership and commitment to the Conclave's gatherings and values.
All Ravens have advance access to event tickets, followed by Crows and then Fledglings. Their name will be added to the Sacred Book of Ravens.
Current Upcoming Events
Samhain/Day of the Dead
November 2, 2024
Yule: Winter Solstice
December 21, 2024
Hatchling Meeting
January 11, 2024
Ostara: Spring Equinox
March 20, 2025
Litha: Summer Solstice
June 20, 2025
Mabon: Autumn Equinox
September 22, 2025
Samhain/Day of the Dead
November 1, 2025
The Tale of Edgar and Persephone, Patrons of the Raven's Conclave
Once upon a time, hidden in the heart of a mystical forest, stood Madison Manor—an ancient estate known for its deep-rooted connection to magic. Its outdoor conclave, a sacred stone circle beneath the open sky, was a place where the old ways had been honored for centuries. But over time, the rituals and celebrations faded, and the conclave fell silent. The magic of the land, however, still pulsed beneath the surface, waiting to be awakened.
On the eve of Samhain, when the veil between worlds is thin, two magical ravens appeared at the conclave. They were no ordinary birds, but messengers of the gods, sent to restore balance and invite a new generation to honor the ancient traditions.
The first raven, Edgar, was the embodiment of the Sun God, his feathers shimmering like molten gold in the dying light of day. He carried the masculine energy of creation, strength, and vitality—the power of the sun itself. With every flap of his wings, warmth radiated from him, filling the space with life and light.
Beside him flew Persephone, his counterpart and sister. She was the embodiment of the Moon Goddess, her feathers dark as the night sky, shimmering with hints of purple and silver. Persephone carried the feminine energy of mystery, intuition, and the unseen. As she glided gracefully to the altar in the center of the conclave, the first stars appeared, and the night began to weave its quiet magic.
Together, Edgar and Persephone had come to restore the sacred space of Madison Manor, a place where both sun and moon could coexist, where balance between masculine and feminine, light and shadow, could once again be honored.
Landing on the ancient rotten wooden altar, Edgar spread his wings wide, his golden eyes gleaming. “By the power of the Sun God, I bring strength, vitality, and life to this place,” he called out. As his words echoed, the fading sunlight seemed to linger in the air, warming the wood beneath his talons returning the altar to its former glory.
Persephone, with her soft and mysterious voice, followed, “And by the grace of the Moon Goddess, I restore the night’s magic, intuition, and the wisdom of the unseen.” Her wings unfurled like a soft breeze, and the moonlight bathed the conclave in a silvery glow, casting long, gentle shadows over the sacred space.
Together, they restored the magic of the conclave, but they knew that it would take more than just their powers to truly rekindle the old ways. The earth, the air, and the spirits of the land called for something more—for people, pure of heart, to gather once again and honor the traditions of their ancestors.
So, Edgar and Persephone, guardians of the day and night, set out on a quest to find fourteen souls—men and women, young and old, who carried the spark of magic in their hearts. These were people who felt the pull of the old ways, even if they had never practiced them before. Each carried within them a connection to the earth, the moon, the sun, and the cycles of nature.
For weeks, the ravens flew across the lands, calling to those who were ready. They perched on windowsills, watched from trees, and whispered to the hearts of those they knew were meant to join them. Slowly, one by one, they found folk with a tug in their souls, a yearning to follow the path of the old ways, even if they didn’t yet understand why.
Among them were people from all walks of life—Each of them had their own unique gifts, but all were united by their pure-heartedness and openness to the magic that surrounded them.
When the time was right, Edgar and Persephone guided them to Madison Manor. Under a golden sunset and rising moon, the fourteen gathered at the outdoor conclave, standing in a circle around the altar where the ravens perched.
As the sun began to sink below the horizon, Edgar cawed, his voice echoing with the strength of the sun. “You have been called here by the powers of old, to restore balance and life to this sacred place.”
Persephone followed, her voice soft and melodic, like the wind through the trees. “Together, you will honor both the light and the dark, the sun and the moon. You will walk the path of balance, just as we do.”
Guided by the magic of the ravens, the guests felt the energy of the earth beneath their feet, the warmth of the sun on their skin, and the cool caress of the night air. Each of them stepped forward, placing their hands on the altar, and as they did, the wood began to glow with the combined light of the sun and moon.
From that moment on, they were bound to the old ways, to the cycles of nature, and to each other. The magic of Madison Manor had been rekindled, and the outdoor conclave would once again be a place of power, where the sun and moon, day and night, masculine and feminine energies were honored in perfect harmony.
Edgar and Persephone, watching from their perch on the altar, knew their work was done for now. The conclave was alive again, filled with the pure-hearted souls they had invited. The ravens would remain, ever-watchful, guardians of the sacred space they had restored.
And so, under the light of the moon and the warmth of the sun, they began to practice the old ways once more, keeping the ancient magic of Madison Manor alive for generations to come.