
“Crow…
Are you ‘cawing’
So I may know,
The secrets of balance,
Within my soul?”
The crows have been with me since I arrived in California. At first, I didn’t think much of it. They seemed to enjoy congregating in the big broccoli of a tree outside the bay window behind Mira’s apartment in SF. The desk I worked at faced this tree, so I’d be tap-tap-tapping away and occasionally witness a pointy beak peeking out from behind the branch’s green florets, or hear the flap-flap-flapping of feathered wings as they flitted about from leaf-laden limb to rooftop back to limb and the empty spaces in between.
Huh, I thought.
I don’t often see crows at play like this. In big cities, like Paris or New York, it’s always been pigeons. Or, at the beach, seagulls. Crows, however, were for the Night’s Watch.
Then, in LA, where I was staying with my dear friend of 27 years in Santa Monica, every morning we woke to the caw-caw-ing of crows. Around 6:15 a.m., they’d start letting it out; telling us what, we did not know. But they were loud, and it was early. Time to shut the window, and insert the earplugs.
Or not?
It wasn’t until yesterday, over a week after arriving, that my friend said she’d never heard them there before.
Huh, I thought again.
And because this friend is a mindful friend who lovingly lights palo santo on the reg and has books called Medicine Cards on hand, I got to reading about the curious and prophetic raven while sipping my morning cuppa:
“Crow is an omen of change. Crow merges light and darkness, seeing both inner and outer reality,” it read.
Huh, encore.
I’m feeling that these days as I continue to redefine “home” for myself and find comfort and peace amid the ‘right now’ and the ‘what’s next?’
“As you learn to allow your personal integrity to be your guide, your sense of feeling alone will vanish. Your personal will can then emerge so that you stand in your truth…Be willing to walk your talk, speak your truth, know your life’s mission, and balance past, present, and future in the now. Shape shift that old reality and become your future self.”
Well, thanks for the confirmation that I’m on a worthy flight path, feathered friends. Windows will remain open from now on. Caw-fucking-caw.
Bon week-end, mes amies. xx — Sara
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