I know a lot of people that have a certain animal that seems to be their lucky charm or even a familiar. A friend of mine says her lucky charm is the ladybug. Mine is the owl. Although I do not see them necessarily as a sort of lucky charm or even a harbinger of doom (even though certain sources seem to claim otherwise), I often dream about them or see them in my alert state of mind.
Rotten.com, a little pellet here and there is nothing.
Most people hear owls; I always seem to see them. They always seem to nest nearby. The most interesting encounter I ever had with an owl was about eight years ago.
We just sat there in the middle of the road stunned. I had never seen anything like that before or since. The thing about barred owls is they are normally only heard. I would have been less surprised if there had been an animal carcass in the road but there was nothing. I suppose it could have chased a mouse out into the street. If you would have seen it, it was almost as if it was hanging out just waiting for us to come around that corner.
An old Cajun myth is that owls are ancestors and should be respected. My issue is why the hell are everybody’s ancestors hanging out by me? Could you all do a séance or get a Ouija board and call your ancestors over to your own houses?
The book The Dictionary of Dreams by Gustavus Hindman Miller says this about the presence of an owl in your dream:
“To hear the solemn, unearthly sound of the muffled voice of an owl, warns dreamers that death creeps closely in the wake of health and joy. Precaution should be taken that life is not ruthlessly exposed to his unyielding grasp. Bad tidings of the absent will surely follow this dream.
To see a dead owl, denotes a narrow escape from desperate illness or death.
To see an owl, foretells that you will be secretly maligned and be in danger from enemies.”
Regardless of what the significance of the owl is, it is a constant in my life. In this world of continuous change, the owl is a sort of spirit guide for me. Since the owl seems to represent wisdom, I am proud to have it in my life even though birds (or anything that has talons and could quite possibly be a raptor in midget form) scare the Shiitake mushrooms out of me.
|Seriously! Do these not look like the feet of something that will fucking eat you?!?!?!|