My first day, back to “normal” (ah ha ha!) and it was marred by a bad start. As I have mentioned, I begin my day slowly. I drink my tepid tea, I skim the daily news, then I pick our card, and move on to what ever the list says to do that day. (Unless it’s mall time, then I’m crabby and rushed, but that’s behind us now, so no need to even bring it up.) I got to the kitchen today to find… NO newspaper. In its appointed spot was a scribbled note from my Beloved saying “paper wasn’t here when I went to bed, and I couldn’t wait any longer.”
Now, one would think that if one was awake in the morning and the paper had not arrived by its usual time (around 5 a.m.) and one needed to get to bed (I’m guessing around 8 or so, also in the a. of m.), one would CALL THE GAWDAMN CIRCULATION DESK! One would be wrong in that assumption. Oh so wrong. He did NOT call anyone, he went to bed. When I got up, at the crack of one/two-ish, everyone at the freaking newspaper office had GONE HOME!
I telephoned every number I could find. No one answered. They were done for the day. I had no paper. One of the
useless asinine shitheads helpful voice mail messages said I could report my claim on line. Which I did. Then I had to drink my tea and NOT glance at any printed-on-paper headlines. I begrudgingly began my day anyway. Got dressed and went about my business. It got better though, the mini fit passed and I ran my errands leisurely. I even thought about what I would share in JulieLand this evening.
(I would have cropped this, but I seem to have suddenly lost that particular skill.) Remember the happy photo of my children from our Family Celebration? Well they were gathered around this box (and trying to open it). Santa (Also Known As The Solstice Fairy, Also Known As my own wee self elf) found this fine holiday piece of frivolity on sale and thought it would be a lovely new addition to The Burrow. The bonus (for the witchlings) was going to be that it would most likely annoy the hell out of their mother, being all festive and crap. (Yes, I have been known to purchase toys and gadgets that irritate me but bring them great and endless joy.) Turns out, it’s actually quite lovely, and really a fun little item.
It chimes on the hour in the sweetest tones, reminding us of a cuckoo clock or some other gentle and pleasant old fashioned time piece. How funny that something that was mostly meant as a gag gift or silly joke ended up being entirely enjoyable for everyone.
The card I flipped over (after I threw a minor tantrum over NOT having my paper) made me kind of smile. We are back to the Animal Medicine Cards, and I think they were laughing at me. I’m sure you will all agree once you’ve read the definition.
“Hawk ~ Messenger
Hawk is akin to Mercury, the messenger of the gods. Hawk medicine teaches you to be observant, to look at your surroundings. Observe the obvious in everything that you do. Life is sending you signals.
Life is the initiation. If you have pulled the Hawk card, then right now a clue about the magic of life is being brought to you. This message can imbue you with the power to overcome a currently stressful or difficult situation. The test is your ability to observe the nuances of power lurking nearby. Pay attention! You are as powerful as your capacity to perceive, receive, and use your abilities.
What is called for here is an intuitive ability to discern the message carried within the cry of Hawk. The shrillness of Hawk’s call pierces the state of unawareness, and asks you to seek the truth.
The ancients recognized this magnificent bird of prey as a messenger bringing tidings to their Earth Walk, the Good Red Road, from the world of the grandmothers and grandfathers who lived before them. If Hawk were to magically call out, it was a sign to beware or be aware. This could mark the coming of a warring tribe, the birth of a child, or the celebration of counting coup. Hawk’s cry signalled the need for the beholder to heighten awareness and receive a message.
Hawk medicine is a totem that is filled with responsibility, because Hawk people see the overall view. Hawk is not like Mouse, who sees everything through a magnifying glass. Hawk medicine people are aware of omens, messages from Spirit, and the color of the calling card you gave them three months ago. No detail slips by them unnoticed.
For Hawk to be here now, you are to be aware of signals in your life, so notice and receive them. Hawk may be teaching you to grab an opportuinty which is coming your way. On the other hand, Hawk may be bringing you the message that you should circle over your life, and examine it from a higher perspective. From this vantage point you are better able to discern the hazards which bar you from freedom of flight. Remember: Hawk has a keen eye and a bold heart, for Hawk flies close to the Light of Grandfather Sun.”