Today, the world seemed full of signs and whispers designed to capture my attention. Messages that hinted of deeper meanings if I could only be still enough to gather their insights. While running this morning I encountered a crow that swooped towards my hat, almost snatching it in mid-flight. Crows are often seen as omnious figures in some traditions. Personally I feel that signs and omens are open to the interpreter - not denying the thought behind Jung's collective unconscious - but the world (and its every level) are reflection of our inner selves, so every message is at once both persanal and collective. I've always liked crows, one of my favorite birds and I always acknowledge (yeah, it sounds weird) them when I see them. I have to say that I haven't figured out the message, nor the other subtle signs the day brough.
Except for this -
The Universe is talking to you.
Listen.
I may not have deciphered what came to me today.
But I'm listening.
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