Synchronicities involving birds as messengers are probably more common than most of us realize. We’ve written before about owls as messengers between the living and the dead and about owls as players in UFO/ET experiences. The following owl stories come from Jane Clifford, for whom owls are messengers that warn her of impending loss.
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Late one night an owl swept in front of a car in which I was the a passenger. Knowing it meant a death, I pretended I hadn’t seen it. That night a huge owl appeared in a dream, flying towards my face with its talons going for my eyes. It said “You will see me!” I never denied seeing another one.
Another time I was traveling toward home with my 12-year-old son. I had to stop for a creature on the road, which refused to move. It was an owl. It swiveled its head 360 degrees and looked at me. Two days later, my son’s great uncle died.
Yet another time I was traveling by car with a friend who had recently lost his partner and mother. Once again, an owl swept across the road in front of us and I knew it meant more loss for him. Sure enough, his ex-wife, uncle, and his children’s maternal grandmother all died a few weeks apart.
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Has anyone had an owl experience that turned out to be good luck??
Although there was one time owl showed up around a physical death in my life, they are mainly a totem for me, one that has been leading me to my true self. Perhaps they are more about my old self dying…they're the most powerful animal ally for me.
Although owls have portended death (only once a literal death, but other times figurative deaths) for me, they are mostly powerful allies for me. They have helped me find myself and my true gifts, something I've written about on my site.
From Rodney Small..about a Byrd of another feather.
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I don't have any owl stories to report, but I recently noted something humorous pertaining to the singer Bobby Day. I was watching the "Golden Oldies" channel on my cable system, when the song "Rockin Robin" by Day came on. The video description noted that Day was a one-hit wonder, and that his real last name was Byrd. As Wikipedia notes: "Sometimes referred to as a one-hit wonder, because despite numerous recordings with a variety of record labels, Day never achieved another Top 40 hit apart from Rockin' Robin'." So maybe Day's mistake was not recording more bird-related songs.
When I was a kid we had an owl that practically lived on top of our house. I would hear it hooting all the time and we were always afraid it would eat one of our cats. I can't say that I have ever connected it with any good or bad news, but it's been so long now I wouldn't remember anyway!
beautiful story, cousin! and you are so right – who can argue? and love the wv – just minutes ago i was reading comments at my gypsywomanworld blog and mike had left a comment in response to my post – the subject of the post was trees – and his wv: pines! love it! trish and rob: is there a chapter somewhere in one of your books on wv's??? 😉
well, and just when i'm talking about the synchros of the wv's along comes one now that i've no clue of: schasin – chasing? darn!
Not an owl story, but a bluebird story….my Dad was at Emory Hospital in Atlanta in a deep terminal coma. A month after his death, our Mom gave my sister and me a copy of a "piece" she had written just four weeks after Dad transitioned. The name of her piece is "My Fine-Feathered Friend". (Coincidentally, I was going through writings and stumbled upon my Mom's beautiful little writing day before yesterday!) Her fine-feathered friend was a small bluebird, and it sat on the narrow window-sill outside Dad's room all day long, singing its heart out. It hadn't been there before. Mom leaned against the inside of the window, inches from the tiny creature, and talked and talked to it, pouring out her anguish and heartache. The lovely bird didn't fly away at her nearness. It just kept sitting there, chirping and singing. The moment Dad died, the bird flew away. Mom said she KNEW the bluebird had come to accompany Dad on his journey, and she was so comforted by that. Who can argue? Every time I see a blue bird, it reminds me of Dad and Mom and their little messenger of comfort.
Oh my God…look at this WV:
"sayings" !!! I'm stunned.
Crows and Eagles for me usually, though I adore Owls.
I heard one just the other day outside our house. I stopped just to listen, as it was very close by. I didn't actually see it, however. The good news was that my daughter found out she was accepted by the grad school she really wants to attend. Does that count?
DOn't ask me why – bit I've had a LOT of owl synchronicities. Some of them heralded in new friendships.
I had so many owl sightings at one point that I had to tell the universe that I wasn't going to pay attention to owls unless they LITERALLY crossed my path. Days later and owl flew in front of me, crossing my path.
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https://hiddenexperience.blogspot.com/search/label/owls
When I lived along the Rio Grande I heard of a Mexican tradition that said loved ones check up on us via owls after they've died.
Gary in Texas
Out of the many places I browse Synchronicity is always first…although for a bit didn't comment…I still pop in.
I had a visit from an owl last week. It woke me at 2:12 in the morning and went on for about 10 minutes before it flew off. An owl attacked a man's small dog near here a few weeks ago…the vet told him by description it was a great horned owl that was probably starving. The man is also lucky he didn't lose an eye as he tried to get to his dog…the vet said they are known to attack anything that gets in the way of their food when they are hungry.
I think they're beautiful.
It's fascinating to see how many different interps there are for owls, crows, ravens. In the end, it seems that the only interpretation that matters is our own experiences with birds as messengers.
My mother always relates to me how an owl appeared the day after my grandmother died.It sat on a clothesline in the backyard for a few hours,then it was gone,not to be seen again.Mum seems to think it was a sign from Grandma.
All I could think at the time was how rare an owl sighting is in that area.
To give you an idea how rare,I've only ever seen an owl once in my life in the wild,and that was one night when I heard an owl making a noise in a tree outside my window.I got my torch shined it into the tree and saw two glowing owl's eyes looking back at me.I remembered thinking how creepy that looked,but thought nothing more of it,except for how rare it was to see an owl.I don't remember any deaths following that incident,but I had never heard of owls being messengers of death at the time,either,so I wouldn't have connected the two incidents together at the time if there was a death,anyway.
Like Sansego,I see crows all the time and see them as my messengers.
They bring me comfort,and I think they are one of the smartest birds around.I can't imagine why people fear and despise crows,except from a farmers point of view,as crop destroyers,that is.
Actually, it might have been a Raven, which is what made me more aware. I see crows all the time and sometimes I get them mixed up, but I'm pretty sure the day I was fired, the birds were ravens.
I saw a crow today that made me laugh. It was in the parking lot and a car was coming, and it hopped, hopped, hopped, out of the way. I thought something was wrong with it, but after the car passed, it walked normally. My thought was, "That crow is a comedian!"
wv: scaliths
Owls in my life are omens of big changes. 2 days prior to meeting my first spiritual teacher,I dreamed about an owl. After we were introduced she asked me to tell her my last dream (this is a Jungian technique). I told her about the owl. She said , "The owl is me."
There after owls have shown up via close encounters when it's time for us to move. They've also showed up in times of high strangeness and/or haunting activity.
Also, my husband's mother (Nita) died early in his life. She collected owls (she was a school teacher). I've inherited the remains of the owl collection.
Wow, Sansego, that's a dramatic crow story!
A good friend of mine when we interned in Washington D.C. in 2000, his grandfather had died during the semester. A few months after the semester finished, my friend got married to his college sweetheart. At their outdoor reception, a baby screech owl watched from a tree branch and didn't move one bit, even with the loud live band playing! My friend saw it as a good omen that his grandfather's spirit was watching over the festivities. I didn't think my friend believed in such things (he's a Mormon), but what he told me has obviously been memorable for me to this day.
I see owls as symbolic of intelligence, being "awake" and alert, and keeping watch during the night. I'm from a family of "night owls" (my dream job is a novelist, and if I could make a living at it, my working hours would be late at night until early in the morning).
Viewing owls as a messenger of impending death is not a bad thing or an indication that thinking of them as such means one is "inviting" death to come. If someone is perceptive enough to understand omens, that is a good thing.
Last year, while waiting for the bus to work, I was drawn to a few crows that were hanging out on a telephone wire near the bus stop. I kept thinking it was a bad sign of something that was about to occur. When I got to work, a crow flew across my path as I entered the building. Again, I thought it was a warning of some kind. Turns out, I was fired that day. According to the new sequel to "The Celestine Prophecy" ("The Twelfth Insight", out Feb. 15th), crows are symbolic of a major change. I think there is something to the idea that birds are messengers from the world of spirit.
wv: kiessess (kisses?)
If you're interested in more owl stories, we've previously posted several. Just put 'owls' in the search box at the top left.
Interesting wv: fiers
Are we afraid of owls? lol
like the owl that came to my home the night i received word of my brother's tragic death, i perceived the owl as a good thing – he was a sign from my brother – that my brother was still there – and i was always comforted by its sounds – the owl, or another just like the first one, stayed with me for several years – and still, whenever i hear an owl, i am comforted – a good thing –
and i so relate to what mike said because i know the power of thought!
I believe in signs and symbols but as warnings or guidance. I would never though associate owls, or anything else, in my mind with say death, and then expect death to come into my life. For me this would be wrong as thoughts have power. Just a personal quirk!
And besides, when I go to bed most nights I hear an owl – and I quite like that. So yes, 'my' owl is lucky. I've made him so in my mind!
Shadow – what a fascinating story! The healing of the relationship through a dream is beautiful.
all this about owls i didn't know. but now that i do… just after my mother passed away, an owl made its home in our tree out front. this was around the time i was having horrific dreams about my mom since there were so many things left unsaid, until one night i dreamt we had our talk. after that we hugged and kissed goodbye and the dreams ended. i can't remember the exact timeline, it was too long ago, but the owl also left our tree around that time to live elsewhere…