We’ve used several of Renee Prince’s synchros before. This one on a life-changing dolphin experience is the most powerful. She’s a former marine biologist who used to work with dolphins, but left that field because of her feelings about dolphins in captivity. She now works as a set designer for movies and TV and is writing a book about her relationship with a very special red-tailed hawk, Tennerin.
For the last fourteen years, Tennerin has returned to Renee’s back yard anywhere between October 4-26. He usually leaves on the first day of spring – March 20-21. “I think he loves being thought of because I can feel him when I think of him and I feel joy from him,” Renee says. She has been keeping a hawk diary for all these years, which forms the basis of her book.
Shortly after Tennerin’s most recent departure, she experienced a cluster synchro.
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A final weird synchronicity, one of the probably not so meaningful ones (or is it???). I was at a graveyard for some shooting with the television show and the first graveyard marker I saw was for a woman born in 1879 with the first name “Nova”. I mentioned what an odd name that was to my driver, especially for that long ago. When I got home, I turned on the TV and House Hunters was on, and they were introducing the couple who was featured. The wife’s name: Nova. What do you think of that? Graveyards may be places where synchronicities congregate? What would that mean in terms of the “why and wherefore” of synchronicities?
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With two NOVAs in a period of a several hours, this one counts as a cluster. A NOVA , of course, is what happens when a star explodes, releasing a tremendous amount of energy so that it glows brightly. My guess is that the cluster synchro bodes well for Renee’s book finding a home.
A bit of info on Tennerin, from Renee:
“I do feed him, and it used to be fresh beef. He would always hunt on his own, though, until the last couple of years, when he began to spend so much more time with me (he now waits for me in the tree outside my window and hangs out all morning). I found out last year that I should be feeding him whole mice, so I found a supplier and they send me frozen mice. His whole body perks up at the sight of those mice. THAT’s what he really wanted all these years, I can tell. The mice are almost a dollar apiece, and he eats 10-12 a day, so it’s pricey, but we’ll use the proceeds from his book to pay for anything he wants!”
What a special gift for you, Renee.
Thanks to all your comments on my dear friend Tennerin. I call him my “gift from the blue sky world”—a world that I realized one day is the real world that moves behind all things. I was with Tennerin down by the river one day early in our relationship, and I was angry at what or whoever ran things in the universe, because my life was failing, was out of control, was not what I had hoped or planned for. Then I saw that there was something moving the trees, the leaves of the trees, the river; it even moved the clouds and the blue sky beyond all of these places of ours on the earth. But at the same time as I understood the hugeness, the greater-than-all-that-is of this movement, the movement of the blue sky world, I also knew that this movement had brought Tennerin to me personally, that our paths met because of that movement and he was for me, as I was for him.
Looking at Tennerin, who was so quiet and patiently listening to me complain (until I fell silent with seeing the movement behind and through all things), knowing as we looked at each other that he loved me as much as I loved him, I felt my anger go away. Everything changed in my life that day, and so much of the anger at everything and the sense of failure was just simply gone. He has taught me so much over the years since, and my gratitude for him is the key to my spiritual connection to this day and beyond. Every fall that he returns to me from the blue sky world is another gift.
Writing this book on Tennerin is a labor of love, even as it is a real labor (there’s so much to be done and literary problems to solve still up ahead). Whatever happens with the book, though, I will be thankful for Tennerin always.
Love the idea of blue sky world….
It’ll all come out fine, Renee. Tennerin says so!
I know what you mean about the critters knocking on the door, Vicki! My husband’s squirrels, about two dozen of them, and all the wild birds, know what time he comes home, and as I sit in my sanctuary I watch them through the glass door, gathering on the top of the fence, watching for him to come home and feed them. Many eat from his hand. Once in a while if he’s late, they actually come and sit on their haunches and gaze thru the door at me. I have a feeling they run through all the branches of the trees for about a five-mile raius here on the beach, waving their little party flags and calling out to all their friends that free supper is on the way. I love it!!
oh, how wonderful to have a friend such as tennerin! and a hawk! what a regal bird!
speaking of names, yesterday when i went over to mike perry’s post i saw that his mother’s name is the same name as my own mother – and her mother was from hazelcroft – i’ll have to find out if that’s near where he is – anyway – just a little aside –
interesting aside synchro there, friend of Nica!
How wonderful to have a friend like Tennerin, Renee! I watched a bit of the youtube video; what a magnificent bird. I look forward to your book. So many interesting things on this blog, Trish and Rob. My head’s still humming with “is it fate or choice”.
Interesting about the Nova synchros. Trish’s last full time job before going freelance was teaching Spanish at Nova University’s middle school in Davie, Florida.
I love reading about animal synchros. How lucky she is.
I have a wonderful relationship with our outdoor wildlife, the birds follow me from tree to tree as I spread birdseed on the ground. My family says “There goes Mom doing her Snow White routine!” . I love it.
It is a little crazy though when the chipmunks or squirrels literally knock on the back door !
If there are crowns in heaven or wherever we temporarily reside when we transition, then Renee has earned a jewelled crown! Altho we all know I’m not a Christian, I do follow many of the teachings of the Christ, who admonished us to understand that when we “care for the least of these”, (he was referencing the creatures of the earth and air), we are caring for Him as well. For me, this interprets as fulfilling the Spirit of the Christ Frequency….and as we care for the least, that Christ Frequency expands exponentially and he or she who cares, is fulfilled. Gratitude to the Universe for Renee and for her kindness and caring to the “least of these”…..
Tennerin seems to have expensive tastes – but how wonderful to have his company every year. Our two regular robins seem quite insignificant compared to a hawk!