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Kyle's avatar

Interestingly the owl was a adopted as my family's animal on my father's side. They likened it to wisdom. I don't have much other then the knowledge that just about everyone I saw on that side of the family has an owl at their home.

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Liliane Briarwyn's avatar

This moved through me like a memory I hadn’t yet named.

Owl Medicine has brushed my life, too, once, when a baby owl landed in my garden, lost and soft with down. I watched her parents circling above. She sat on the earth, quiet, vulnerable… and then, as I chased passing dogs away, she flew to my arm, as if to say: I see you. Trust the dark.

A few days later, I gathered my trembling heart and began to write again, after years of silence.

I don’t yet know what will come of it. But I try.

Thank you for reminding me that the night is not empty. That shadow holds sacred truth. That someone, something, is always watching with wisdom.

Your words feel like a ritual.

🦉✨ With gratitude,

– Liliane

P.S.: And thank you for sharing the stories of La Lechuza and Itzpapalotl.

You carry the thread of ancestral story with such reverence and grace.

It is a gift to read you and a greater gift still to remember through your words.

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