The Sign of the Eye

Hot and Quiet June

        June was very hot and humid here in south Florida which is normal. We had storms and rain which made mowing the lawn tricky; If it dried out for a few days I had to mow while I had a chance. I don't mind the rain though. I kept to myself as usual and did day to day things and also things I enjoyed as well. My sleep was erratic and I didn't consistently work out but I got some sessions in regardless and mostly stuck to my diet. I want to mention some things from a previous post; in late May I was at the grocery store. It was a bright and sunny early afternoon. I was in the center of the parking lot heading towards my mothers car ( we had carpooled ) and nearby was a crow standing off to the side. Its black feathers had an almost blue sheen in the sunlight. It took off and flew towards me and then flew right overhead. I took it to mean change and endings and to be patient. The same thing happened in early June on our driveway but the I cannot recall the details. 

        Monarch butterflies flying close by at home happened twice as well. Butterflies can represent transformation. Large Sand Hill Cranes came up to the garage in the mornings. I cook out front sometimes and they would watch and see if I would feed them. They have also found chicken feed near the garage before and were probably looking for more. Since mid June Robins and Blue Jay's became a reoccurring theme. They fly in the back of the property around the chicken coops. The chickens are afraid of birds flying overhead like hawks or owls. When the Robins and Blue Jay's would fly over it would surprise the roosters who would make a sort of surprised monster noise. They seem to do it out of caution with any birds and also aircraft. 

        I had to chase away a hawk that had perched on the neighbors cattle fence with a good view of the chickens. Ducks have also been a theme; they flew over the yard and perched on the garage or power lines. Ending, transformation, luck, love, adaptability, and strength can be associated with these creatures. 

Did Tiny Return?

        I have mentioned in a previous post that my household had some large American hens that we bought in Spring 2022 who were like pets. Most have died since. I mentioned a hen named Tiny who was sort of a runt. She was sweet and could be very sociable and a bit odd. My mother could hold her and rock her to sleep. She died around late summer 2025. In Spring 2026 my mothers Silkie hens hatched quite a few eggs. The clutches of eggs had eggs from other Silkie's and also Bantam hens but they raised the babies like their own even though they were not there biological offspring. There was even a Silkie Bantam hybrid. 

        One of the chickens was a small thin black bantam rooster. As he grew from a chick into a small chicken it was clear he had a bad eye. We have a small black kennel we use to house sick chickens, like Tiny when she was dying. I was cooking out front earlier in 2026 and my mother brought the little rooster up in the kennel and set him on stack of wood on the driveway. I had never seen much of him before this. He had one good eye and one that had a lid that couldn't open completely. The eye underneath was a bit cloudy. It was usually shut. He looked at me with his good eye and although it was subtle it hit me; The way he looked at me reminded me of Tiny. Chicken eyes can vary from dark eyes to a bright yellow iris and the eyelid shape can vary enough to change the appearance of the eyes shape. His eye was the same color and the same shape as Tiny's too. 

        He had the same simple, pleasant, and friendly expression as Tiny as we looked at each other. I felt like I was looking at Tiny again. His body had the same build and silhouette although a different color. He had the same little legs under his little body. Later when he would run it was the same run too. When Tiny was a baby chick one side of her head was almost bald and the eye wouldn't open. She would stand with her head to the ground and would not eat. My mother had to take her and force her to eat and take care of her just like with the little rooster later on. 

The Reoccurring Eye      

        I called him Odin because of the one eye. Odin in Norse mythology sacrificed an eye for wisdom and had a view of everything from the sky with his ravens. The roosters black feathers reminded me of a raven, so Odin again. I would try to give him treats and I noticed even as he grew into a little rooster he was very clingy with his gray Silkie mother. The other babies grew up but Odin didn't. I feel like Tiny would of been the same way had she not been separated from her mother and sold and I really believed it was Tiny reincarnated. She came back to be with us as we go through this war between good and evil. 

        The Silkie mother sat on a new clutch of eggs and still Odin would sit with her. When the chicks hatched Odin was still there with them and with the mother. At some point in mid June Odin's health declined. He would sit by himself and looked off. Our remaining three large American hens were doing okay. They were always strong hens, one dark gray and two red but the weaker of the two red ones seemed a bit off and wouldn't eat treats. I wasn't sure if she would make it but her health improved. 

        Odin kept declining. His skin started getting almost lumpy and scaly on his face. His one good eye was starting to shut. My mother was trying to help him but she started getting sick and became bedridden by June 23rd or the 24th. I had been busy with my own things like exercising and dieting along with day to day things. I helped her with the chickens and by the 24th she had to go to the hospital after falling out of bed heading for the bathroom. The last time it happened she had a heart attack so my father didn't want to take a chance. I became even more busy taking care of my mothers chores on top of my own things. The night of the 24th I was lying down and petting Odin in the garage. His one good eye was shutting and I considered it was Tiny coming back for us and suffering for it. Odin just wanted to be with his mother and I felt so bad I cried. I think I knew.

        Odin was eating eggs, chicken feed, and a small tomato or two so I thought he would make it till she got back home. I took care of the chickens at dawn on the 25th and I made sure Odin had food and water in the garage. I hadn't slept in a while and went to sleep. I got up an hour or two later and he was dead. I buried him later and said I was sorry for what happened. I also said that if it was Tiny than thank you and I wish she could of come back to us under better circumstances. That night I cried in the kitchen thinking of him with his eyes closed in the garage crying for his mother. Nothing we did helped much like nutrition or bathing him and by the end he was basically blind. I was so busy that I feel like I neglected him and maybe I should of done more.

        The stronger of the two big red hens was looking a little pale. I took care of the chickens at dawn on the 26th. She was sitting in the basket in the coop like she was lying an egg. She seemed okay. I pet her a little and said I would have treats later. I got some sleep and went out out later to check on them. She had died under the coop probably not long before. I was glad I had given her treats many times before. She was a stronger hen and could be a little mean at times and didn't like to be picked up but thats okay.

        Odin's eye made me think of the experiences I had with small owls that I posted about before and this reoccurring symbol of birds and one eye. The first owl was dying and had one eye shut. The second had been clipped by a car and one side of its head was damaged to the point it only had one eye. I felt that something in me was dying during this process and I did purge a lot. I feel these things happened for a reason. I feel more energetically strong and grounded after this process which seemed to of started when my dog died in early 2025 who I am convinced came back as my current dog. 

        Many things led to me feeling grounded and different now. I did shadow work on and off through my teens and twenties. I began the waking up process and didn't get caught in many of the traps involved. I gained knowledge and wisdom about who and what is controlling the world as well as what, why and how things really happen in peoples individual lives as well as human society overall. Pulling back and going it alone seemed like self sacrifice which I believe know was pre ordained and for the best. It may of been a blessing. If so than I made the choice before incarnating which was wise. 

        I used stones almost religiously from 2021 up to the present and I might make a post about it. I had a lot of energy purging in 2025 and in 2026 I have gradually felt more and more strong and grounded without stones. I believe Odin's death was symbolic of that and I believe Tiny came back to be some part of this. Odin, ravens, and owls can represent wisdom. Odins ravens represented thought and memory which are key all throughout my blog interestingly enough. The one eye can represent protection and the divine as well as illumination which are also themes of the story too. I hope I can come out of this cycle soon, the world improves, and I can find a special soulmate who loves me and a better life.