a morning with the Divine

I was walking Lily at the end of our street early this morning, when we were both startled by the flight of a giant bird from its palm tree perch right over our heads. I felt at first that it was an owl but then thought that maybe it was a red-tailed hawk as all I could catch was a quick glimpse of the bird from behind. Lily walked right up to a fallen feather which I researched on-line tonight to learn that it was, in fact, a Great Horned Owl.

This special sighting and the gift of her feather felt especially comforting when I learned that the Native American symbolism of the Great Horned Owl is that of Divine Wisdom. Since today our Veriditas Journal Team officially finished our "Sacred Feminine Issue" (online soon!), this was especially timely and delightful.