Crows are in the category of “tricksters” in the spirit animal realm. They can be used as a representative of the south in the medicine wheel, where coyote roams, summer, play, rest, laughter. But in my world, they are watchers. They are community. They are encouragement.
Yesterday, there were a lot of crows. A crow was on the line above the car before we left for the doctor. It called out as I entered the car. Another cawed its greeting when I stepped out of the vehicle on return from the physically painful visit to the doctor’s office. They fly across the field of vision outside of the windows. I woke to their words in the morning. A crow feather was on the side of the driveway.
It’s a way of spirit talking, of sharing support and encouragement. I probably created it myself, in my directed noticing. No matter how it happened, I appreciate all of the support I can get!
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