They are back. The circling kettle of buzzards that appear whenever I am faced with a major life change or challenge. I tried to count them, but they are in motion, though I am sure there are at least 20 graceful hawk-like birds dancing together in the sky over my head. They seem to move with me, like a cloud in the desert sky urging me forward.
In the past, they have rotated around me when I was faced with a life-changing decision or opportunity. And yet, here they are when I have no sense of a new adventure before me. Are they telling me there is an exciting crossroads before me, one that is so unique that I do not recognize it?
Perhaps the change is internal, on some deep spiritual level that must be experienced in the dusk of a silent long eveningtide. I am walking in two worlds, one that seems grounded and calm, and one that is hauntingly wild and in motion. Will I go for a hike, winding up and down a forest path, and return to the trailhead profoundly different? Then one morning I will awaken understanding that the past many years have been a dream that I am ready to leave behind.
I believe the buzzards are here to pull away any veils that obscure my secret future, one that I have not even seen in my dreams. Ones that I am afraid to even dream about. In truth, I feel that I have completed a long journey, have rested, and now wish to step into a new way of being. Though I cannot explain what that actually means or looks like. It is as if I know a truth that I cannot describe, and have no intention of justifying.
Pay attention to Creation and Hashem’s creatures, the gematria of Elohim and nature are the same