Owls from my Mother

[redstella]

My mother died four years ago today, April 8, 2004, after a short but devastating bout with pancreatic cancer.

In the months after her death, I listened to my sister, a brother, and my niece talk about seeing her in their dreams. I remained hopeful that she'd contact me in some manner, but nothing happened until that summer.

My mother loved owls and had quite an extensive collection of owl figurines, drawings, etc. One hot August night, as I walked my dog across the field near my house, a tiny owl flew out of a tree and landed directly at my feet. A few weeks later, again walking the dog, I happened to look up into a very tall tree and spotted a solitary owl perched on a branch staring back at me. Before the end of the summer, a litany of tiny owls were spread out on the power line running from the pole to my house. I'd never seen anything like it...they stayed perched there for hours!

Off and on since her death, owls have appeared to me. My youngest dog came to a complete standstill while on a lively walk one night last year and would not move away from a small tree on the boulevard. She didn't bark - just gazed up into its branches at an owl! I believe that these rare and chance sightings of owls is how my mother has chosen to communicate with me.

Of the few extraordinary psychic experiences I've had, all involve animals, particularly owls, foxes, and hawks. There is deep and meaningful symbolism connected to each of these creatures, and I try to interpret why I'm seeing one or all of them - how does it relate to me in the now?

[Dasiavue]

That's a beautiful story....you must feel like they are looking after you. I have a friend whose niece died of cancer at a young age. She loved dragonflies. Her mother had a similar experience with a dragonfly. It's like she wants her to know she is ok.