“Seriously? I have a spirit animal? You’re joking, right?” I asked Whitney. I chuckled when she answered, “I don’t joke when it comes to talking about or with spirit even if it is an animal.” According to Ted Andrews who wrote “Animal Speak“, animals do communicate with humans. They carry different messages and do different things for us. Crazy, isn’t it? Truthfully, I found this book to be a bit dry and slightly cumbersome to sit and read. But, if you’re interested in a quick reference guide to animal messages, Ted Andrews’ “Animal Speak-Pocket Guide” is fantastic. My friend Dawn Lauren Anderson recommended it to me. It’s a great tool if you are beginning your journey with understanding messages from animals.
So, what is a spirit animal? Goop.com describes a spirit animal as “As a teacher or messenger that comes in the form of an animal and has a personal relationship to an individual. … The animal is there to provide “medicine” to the recipient in the form of guidance, lessons, protection, power, or wisdom throughout their life.” I’ve come to understand that each of us is born with a spirit animal who stays with us throughout our human experience. Messages are either carried via the spirit animal in dreams or reality thru the actual animal.
Spirit animals may not be a new concept to you but, it was to me this time last year. I had no idea. As I sat on a lounge chair at the house I was renting, contemplating this, I looked out from the lanai as a hawk flew by in my line of sight, an inch from the screen, cocked his head to look at me, and continued until he disappeared into the trees. I thought that incredible and wondered if the hawk was my spirit animal.
Of course, the hawk is my spirit animal. Duh! Hawks watched me play as a child, they come to me in dreams, and I soar high and free as a hawk in my dreams. Taking adventures to faraway places. It gives me a sense of peace and comfort.
As a teenager, when I was driving and lost my way, before GPS, a hawk would magically appear and guide me in the direction I needed to go. I never gave it a second thought. Nor did I doubt one would appear in my time of need.
As I grew older, the poor decisions I made weighed heavily upon me to the point I couldn’t fly in my dreams, and hawks no longer watched over me or appeared in my hour of need it seemed. I felt exposed, lonely, and vulnerable.
Then, like magic, on a hot summer day in Tucson, AZ, a hawk flew over the hood of my car, about an inch from the windshield, temporarily blocking my view of the road but close enough to count the freckles on its breast. It was a moment that left me tingling all over. He got my attention but, I didn’t know he was trying to communicate with me. Nor did I know, the bobcat that strolled down the sidewalk past my mother’s first-floor apartment 15 minutes earlier had a message.
From that day forward, as my spiritual journey continued and I released heavy energy, I noticed hawks and other animals coming into my life. But, it wasn’t until that day on the lanai, when another hawk appeared, perched on the corner crossbar to my right that the communication between us began.
As the year went on, I noticed more and more hawks showing up, flying by, circling ahead, or perching nearby. They came with messages pertinent to the questions or fears I was carrying.
Last fall, as I walked into Azalea Kraft Park, I took in the smell of Lake Maitland, the sound of boat motors as they pulled skiers, the lush grass, moss hanging from the trees, squirrels at play, and the egrets sauntering along. I was at a point in my spiritual journey that I was grappling with my next step. As I mulled the choices over, I walked towards a park bench when I felt something above graze my head which caused me to bend forward and close my eyes. As I straightened and opened my eyes, the hawk in the picture above was standing 2-feet away, focused on me. I looked around to see if anyone else noticed him. Nope. Everyone was going about their business.
I thanked him for “dropping” by and asked if he had a message for me. When he didn’t immediately respond, I turned to walk away. Something told me to “STOP” and turn around. He followed me. As I stood there, he began what I would call a mime routine. He put his right talon in front of him, tapped it twice, then brought it back and placed it next to the other. He did this three to four times. He was testing the ground in front of him and telling me it was solid and safe to go forward. I was in awe! I thought, no one is going to believe this so, I’m going to record him. In the second it took me to put my phone on video, he was gone. I didn’t hear him fly or see him walk away. If not for the one picture of him, I’d think it was a figment of my imagination. Because, at that time, a hawk was an integral part of my meditations. He would fly out of the woods and onto my shoulder. It remained there throughout the meditation.
What I didn’t tell you is, the first thing I said to the hawk standing before me was, “Thank you for not landing on my shoulder. I would have shit myself.” I’ve come a long way, but I’m not to that point yet.” lol
This describes perfectly the hawk’s visit to the park that day. Whatismyspiritanimal.com asks, “Is fear keeping you caged and unable to fly toward making your dreams come true? Are you too focused on minutiae and need help to see the bigger picture?” Hawk, as a Spirit, Totem, and Power Animal, can help! Hawk teaches you how to go with the flow and free yourself from mental blocks.
Native American Indian Chief Dan George said, “If you talk to the animals, they will talk with you, and you will know each other. If you do not talk to them, you will not know them. What you do not know you will fear. What one fears, one destroys.”-Animal Speak, Ted Andrews.
So, we all have a little Dr. Doolittle in us, whether we communicate with animals in spirit or an animal standing before us. Next time an animal crosses your path domestic or wild, ask “How are you doin?”. See what they say.
Do you talk to animals? If yes, what are the messages you’ve received recently? How long have you communicated with them? You can put your comments below.
My next article titled “Mr. Misery” is an article that hawks and flies play a big role in. You’ll want your favorite beverage and snack for that read.
All Aboard! The Transformation train is leaving the station. Next stop, “Focus is The Name of The Game.“