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My messenger... I am listening...

My messenger...  I am listening... Many unexplainable things have happened to me in the past few weeks, as I usher my grandmother from this life into the next... smiles at faces she sees, words from loved ones on the other side... and the Hawk. The first visit, over a week ago, the Hawk landed outside of my grandmother's window. Sitting for over ten minutes, then moving to the deck for a bit, finally flying to my grandfather's shop where he stayed for a while longer. Two days later a pair of hawks sat in the closest two trees, screeching for over 5 hours. My rational, scientific brain can explain all this away... but my next encounter is something I am unable to explain away. While talking to my grandmother, I see the Hawk land on the shop out back again. Again? Ok. I'm listening. So I go outside to have a heart to heart with this Hawk. I absolutely thought as soon as I go outside he will fly away. He did not. This was my moment...

listening...

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