If you follow me on Instagram, you’ve seen me post about the owl that lives in a tree in my yard and how often it visits me. This owl has become a symbol, a messenger, a reflection of my own unfolding journey. But before I get to that, let me tell you about how I ended up here in the first place—because this place, this home, was a manifestation of its own.
I rent an apartment from a friend, and it came into my life like a gift from the unseen. It was 2020, and I moved in on the full moon in Taurus—on Halloween, no less. This space has been a refuge during my recovery, a place of healing and becoming. My friend, who is also my landlord, was an essential part of my support system as I relearned how to walk and navigate life independently again.
This apartment arrived in my life after a shamanic journey where I connected with my power animal, Panther. In that journey, I heard—clearly—the exact amount of money I could afford for rent. It made no logical sense. I had just been laid off from a teaching job I never actually wanted at a private school because the pandemic affected their enrollment. That job was a placeholder while I was growing my business at night and on weekends, trusting that one day it would fully support me.
When I received the amount that I could supposedly afford, I trusted it—despite the fact that my bank account held just enough for the first month’s rent and security deposit. I won’t pretend it wasn’t terrifying. I don’t necessarily recommend this way of moving through the world unless you fiercely trust yourself. Even then, it’s going to be uncomfortable. And it was. I didn’t even unpack for the first month because I wasn’t entirely sure I could sustain it.
And then, a month after I took that leap, my business took off. Suddenly, I was making more money than I ever had before—and I was doing it on my own terms. My Taurus spirit saved that money, and it ended up being my lifeline when my world crumbled a year later.
The Owl
Back to the owl. This owl—or its relatives—has been visiting for the past few years, but this year, it started showing up consistently. I can’t help but see that as a reflection of my own consistency, of the way I’ve been showing up for myself. As above, so below. As I embrace more and more magic, I see it reflected all around me.
Last time it visited, my friend’s five-year-old daughter, a deeply sensitive Cancer spirit, made an offering to the owl. With wide, shining eyes, she picked up a big rock and placed it directly beneath the tree where the owl was perched. It was pure instinct. A deep, quiet reverence.
I wonder—when does that kind of knowing, that kind of connection to the natural world, begin to fade from us? And more importantly, how do we find our way back?
I hope your spiritual journey is leading you closer and closer to that sensitive, kind, loving inner child. The one who still believes in magic. Because that magic never left—you’re just remembering how to see it again.
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xo,
Melissa