I fumbled through the house hurriedly and as softly as I could, afraid that somehow the hawk would hear my footsteps echo through the long hallway, to find my phone. I had to capture it, afraid no one would believe the story, afraid I’d not believe it myself. Peering back through the window, my heart caught in my throat, afraid it gone. Yet there it was. The hawk. I snapped a horribly grainy image and threw the phone behind me onto the bed, and pressed my hands against the glass. I whispered to it. What are you doing here?
The moment felt significant, even within the moment itself. This is not always the case, we often don’t realise it when it’s before us, when we’re in it. This time I knew, and I couldn’t peel away, afraid I’d miss anything at all, even just it being there, stoic and silent and still. As I felt this draw to stay, the hawk turned its head, almost creepily around, until the eyes and beak were positioned at its back and resting on me. // The Hawk represents a messenger in the Native American culture. It often shows up in our life when we need to pay attention to the subtle messages found around us, and from those we come into contact with. As with all messages received, it is important to recognise the messages underlying truth. The hawk’s gifts include clear sightedness, being observant, long distance memory, messages from the universe, guardianship, recalling past lives, courage, wisdom, illumination, seeing the bigger picture, creativity, truth, experience, wise use of opportunities, overcoming problems, magic, focus. //