I’ve been dreaming so much more lately… or, rather, I’ve been remembering more. So I dreamt that a lovely brown/red hawk landed near me and I started taking a picture of it with my phone. I remember feeling happy. Then I remember seeing its long spindly talons as it climbed onto my forearm. My happiness/excitement turned a bit more to awe/apprehension. Then its beak moved toward the back of my neck and I braced myself for pain but there was none. It was more so an investigatory peck/ tickled.
I took from this that I don’t always need to expect pain and be afraid. I also thought that a hawk could represent intuition, instinct, and that I’m on the right track and should continue along the path that I’m on. That I shouldn’t fear myself or my intuition.
Eternal Ocean of Words 