Signs, Signs, Everywhere there are Signs. New Snow Moon.

Signs.  Signs Everywhere are signs. Do this, don't do that, can't you read the sign?

Well, to be honest...No. No, I can't.  At least not shamanically.

Case in point, I drove to Rochester to see my daughter, shop, and visit. 
Oh, yes, AND to meet with a realtor about moving to the area.  As I drive, a gorgeous red tail hawk flies along side my car for about 300 feet.  It catches my attention and from that moment on the drive was full of hawk sightings. I have never seen a hawk along this 5 hour drive before and I've been making the drive (or passengering) for over twenty trips.  But this trip...HAWK. Hawk. HAWK. Hawk. haWk. HawK....hawk.

I get it I whisper to the universe, calling my husband to mention the sightings and as HAWK would have it, the Buddhist sees one fly by his car as he speaks with me.  Ah! Light bulb! A sign!!!  HAWK. HAWK. HAWK. But what does it mean?

The Buddhist digs in our books upon his return home and comes up with a meaning along these lines:
"Hawk energy means you should take notice to details and know when to be patient and when to act without reserve"

Hmmmm....be patient or act without reserve?  Well, isn't that just contradictory?  
This the main dilemma when working with animal totems and animal signs.  It is never as simple as seeing a bear and realizing that you need to sit at a particular drug store counter, be discovered and live happily ever after.  NOPE. nope. nope. Animal energies and totems are always about greater context and more importantly, your own intuition. Yeah, intuition. That gut feeling.  Your third eye.  The sixth chakra.  Ajna.

Because in the end, the animals aren't in control of our destiny.  Only we are.  
more on intuition as the moon waxes

I keep focusing on my left ear; Full Wolf Moon

I keep focusing on my left ear...  

This thought has been tumbling around in my skull like my husband's jeans in the dryer.  
Thump. Thump. Thump. 

The thought just keeps landing and spinning and landing and spinning and (yes, you guessed it) landing again.  
Thump. Thump. Thump.

It all began when I skimmed through Brandon Stanton's "Humans of New York Stories".  The work is a journal of sorts with photographs of humans and a quote of what they spoke to the author.  This particular quote accompanied a photo of a young girl.

    "For the longest time I was focused on being deaf in my left ear that I almost forgot my other ear was perfectly fine."

And that is what I've been doing too; focusing on what is not working for me instead of what is. Instead of taking stock of how everything is fine. Better than fine.  Perfectly fine.
Thump. Thump. Thump.  

I have been agitating against situations that are as foolish as don quixote fighting the windmill.  I have been wasting energy on why certain things just aren't coming together as expected.  I have been lamenting some health issues.  I have been wondering why I can't achieve what seems in reach. I have been focused on my left ear.

But not today- 
Today I remembered that my right ear is functioning perfectly fine.