For those of you who have been following my blog you are aware that I am on a quest. Some might say, finding myself. I take pride in raising my family, but I haven't taken pride in being me. In fact, I'm not even sure who me is. For some reason, I got confused that having children meant my life had to go on hold. I woke up last fall and realized this isn't a dress rehearsal, game on!
There are still many days I struggle with this. Demands of being a mom, wife, friend, neighbor, etc, etc, are overwhelming and ME starts to slip away again.
Well yesterday, I just might have gotten a big swift kick of remembering why I'm doing this. I went back and forth on sharing this with y'all and decided to go for it. So here we go...
***insert spooky music***
Recently, I have been noticing hawks. I see them everywhere I go. Sometimes, even in strange places. I see them so much that I started to wonder about it. I even remember thinking I should Google search to find out why there are so many hawks. But, it was a passing thought, and I never looked into it.
Well, yesterday, as I was driving a hawk flew right infront of my windshield, showed its tailfeathers and flew off. Scared me because I almost hit it. I went home and google searched right away and my socks were blown off!
This post at Divinesparksblogspot.com seems to sum it up best...
"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."
A message? Who knows? Here is the craziest thing.... When I think back to the first time I remember noticing these hawks it was a day back in the fall while I was sitting at the park. I remember thinking how weird it was that a hawk was perched 15 feet away on top of the tennis court fencing staring at us. It never moved the entire time we played.
Do you know what else I started in the fall? This blog, about finding myself.