Eerie story to share. Spent much of the day stumped and arguing about a chapter I’m about to write that we’ve been calling “Vision.” I haven’t been quite satisfied with the concept, because it didn’t capture exactly what I wanted to express. Tried to refine our thoughts by exploring related ideas like determination, ambition, motivation and a few others, but nothing seemed to fit. I think David would’ve been satisfied calling it “Armpit Hair” or “Chocolate Pudding” if it would get me writing quicker. It was all very maddening, especially with our looming deadline.
Suddenly got interrupted by a call from the school nurse that one of our munchkins wasn’t feeling well and had a low fever, so we decided it was a good point to take a short break and go out to pick him up. As we were driving slowly past our house, I happened to look up and spot the most bizarre sight – a hawk with an enormous wingspan had settled in for what looked like a delightful siesta on the roof peak above our bathroom. I screamed, and although David already had his cell phone to his ear (of course), he actually stopped the car to get out for a closer glimpse of this massive bird sprawled on our roof. I was completely creeped out – not a lover of birdies other than Tweety cartoons and a big dorky yellow one who lumbers down a memorable street – and after a couple of minutes, Dave got back into the car, still yakking away, and we took off on our merry way.
When we returned 15 minutes later, the hawk was gone…but it had left us a beautiful feather right by the front steps. It’s in pristine condition, and you could picture our forefathers signing important parchment documents with something similar. We sat back down to continue our book discussion, and it instantly struck me that what we were talking about wasn’t just “Vision,” but rather “Realistic Vision.” It was the perfect way to frame the chapter, and we both knew it was precisely the term we had been searching for. Whew.
A while later, after I finished organizing my notes so I’m ready to write this chapter on “Realistic Vision” tomorrow, I was curious to find out what the presence of a hawk might symbolize. I did a Google search, and check out what I found:
“In representation to humanity, the hawk is called messenger, protector and visionary. Keen vision is one of its greatest gifts. Hawks see things others miss. The hawk comes to you indicating that you are now awakening to your soul purpose, your reason for being here. It can teach you how to fly high while keeping yourself connected to the ground. As you rise to a higher level, your psychic energies are awakening and the hawk can help you to keep those senses in balance. Its message for you is to be open to hope and new ideas, to extend the vision of your life.”
I’m fairly sure this is a sign that we’re on the right track! Thank you to whatever Higher Being sent this hawk to our house today, and thank you to the hawk who left us a feather as inspiration to get this project finished. I am ready to carry on.