The Owl...

So, one other part of my adventure to Michigan that I wanted to mention, happened last night on the drive from Kalamazoo to Allegan. A white owl flew directly in front of the car, so close that you could touch it. It was beautiful and magical and left us both with our mouths open a little. Tory said she believed it was a sign for me and that an owl (this looked like a white owl) sign in animal medicine is a symbol of rebirth, of releasing patterns and ties that hold you back. I also found this information about it online:

Owl knows that all apparent manner of death is in fact a liberation into a new life. Something must first be cleared away for anything new to be born. When a person moves, leaves a job or relationship, has a baby, adopts a new animal friend, something in the old way of life had to die for the new to be created. At the time it may seem incredibly painful because we have been taught that death is an ending, not a new beginning, and that what is in the process of being born is always more beneficial than the old. The pain and grief is extended and heightened when we try to hang on to what was because we believe that it's the best we would ever have. The unknown can seem dreadfully forbidding.

Owl medicine can also help a person to extract secrets, to see that which is hidden in the darkness and is very powerful for soul retreivals for this reason. Much like their Animal Totem, the two-legged beside whom Owl flies will possess a uncanny ability to penetrate beyond the masks, untruths, "white lies" and deceits of others in order to see to the Truth of the matter, individual or experience.

Bloody cool huh?

xxM