The quiet passing of the owl and the dying shadow Part 2

  

 

Part 1 is here

        I have had strange experiences with animals as far back as I can recall. Dragonflies and wasps used to fly into me as a child at full speed like I was not there. Snakes would come right up to me. We would make eye contact and they would realize I was there and quickly slither away. One slithered up to me and over my feet and then slowly slithered away. It probably never knew I was there. I moved to a rural suburb about eight years ago and it has continued. 

        Crow experiences and owl experiences came in waves. Lots of owl sightings and one I can't quite explain. I was walking at night. I don't know if it was me or that night but the energy felt off. Something had been bothering me for some time and it shouldn't have; it was long over. I saw a barred owl come out of the darkness above and in front of me. It swooped down at me and flew past me just overhead. I quickly spun and looked all around and there was nothing. Not in the yards next to me or the sky above. It wasn't flying down the street. 

        I spun around quickly enough to get a good look at it. Nothing. I would of heard a whoosh from the feathers gliding through the air but it didn't make a sound like it wasn't real. It was like a message about my anger and frustrations over something that basically wasn't real anymore. The owl got my attention but it didn't look quite real, like it wasn't, just like what had been bothering me. I never cared too much for Harry Potter but in it the owls are literal messengers and in a way they are. 

        A youtube tarot reader ( most of that is probably nonsense ) said that owls, seeds that hadn't been planted yet, future harvest, and three would be important in a video that I felt guided to watch. I went outside not long after and in our food plot were three barred owls screeching at each other on the surrounding fencing. One flew down into the empty plots which had not been planted yet. Another followed it down. The two in the plots and the one still up on the fence kept taking turns screeching at one another. I have learned to take these experiences seriously.  

Owl Deja Vu       

        Back in the first half of August I had an experience which I made a post about where I found a dying owl. I later interpreted it to mean a part of me slowly dying represented by the owl. It was so helpless and small and I tried to at least be compassionate towards it before the end. I feel it may of represented myself and my shadow, specifically this part of me that became a sort of creature of the night whose life was dominated by the mystical, occult, paranormal, and at times the supernatural. I want a more balanced happy life in a better world. 

        I thought the experience had ended with the owl but on Thursday September 25th close to midnight I was out for another walk. I went my usual route and came to a certain point where I turn back and walk towards home. Just the night before near the same place I saw a large Barred owl fly off over some neighbors homes from the power lines along the woods. By this point it was after midnight so it was technically Friday the 26th. 

        I got near the spot where I had found the little owl, maybe twenty feet past. There was a small dark object in the road. I had walked past it before and not even noticed. I thought "No way, it couldn't be", but it was. It was another small owl like last time. Unlike the previous owl it was already dead. It looked like it had been hit by a car. The other owl and I had kept making eye contact through its one open eye. Its other had been closed shut. This owls right eye was shut and the left open, but its open left eye was damaged from whatever happened. This made it difficult to tell what kind of owl it was because the eyes are the easiest identifier. 

      Its stomach was also bleeding and I believe the previous owl may of eaten something it shouldn't have. They both may of had the open left eye and closed right, I cannot remember though. If you read the previous post then you should be able to connect the damaged heads too. I like owls and felt bad so I picked it up and set it over by the woods so it wouldn't get run over by a car. I walked towards home and a neighbor flew down their driveway and passed by. They would've probably ran the owls body over so it was just in time.

        I dont't think I have ever seen owls that size other than those two. I have seen large ones and the baby screech's that used to sing to me and Hercules. One of the two babies may of died but shortly before Hercules passed one showed up again and sang to us. After Hercules died I walked alone at night. It came back and sang to me for a few nights. I stood for a few minutes and tried to sing with it each time. It reminded me of my walks with Hercules and it brought me some comfort.

        One of the neighbors cats used to stay at our house. I would go outside and see Tiger and Hercules laying in the grass together. Tiger would leave for months and come back. He disappeared and came back one night meowing at me and Hercules as we left for a walk. Hercules stopped and they made eye contact and Hercules passed soon after. It was like Tiger and the baby owl were saying goodbye. There is something beautiful about their connection to the divine. I went to walk alone along our usual route and my fathers work truck had been left open. Lying in the front passenger seat was Tiger. I scooped him up like a baby and told him Hercules was gone and started quietly sobbing. He let me hold him. I think animals can be connected to the unseen and they appear for a reason. 

        The two dead owls really stand out to me. I feel the first one represented the gentle dying and ending of darkness for me: my past experiences paranormal and otherwise, negative and dark cycles, the deepest parts of my shadow, and maybe the birth of something new and good. There was a gentleness to it and compassion and I feel it was also meant to be expressed to myself. What came to me with the second owl was a profound feeling of "Its dead." I took this to mean something in me; whether a cycle or something in my shadow that was dying, either had died already or soon would. I wonder what it means and what will come after?