Owls & UFOs
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I've often thought that the Internet - blogging in particular - is an environment that fosters synchronicity. This next story seems to support that theory.
On September 30, we posted a story called The Owl and the Money Clip,
http://ofscarabs.blogspot.com/2009/09/owl-and-money-clip.html a synchronicity that had been sent to us by Jim Banzholder of Idaho.
Stacey Warner left a comment about an experience she had with owls. A couple of years ago, Stacey "had the privilege to spend time in a giant owls "nest" for lack of a better word, with over thirty barn and horned owls watching me...it was one of the most profound moments of my life!"
Her comment attracted the attention of Mike Clelland, who also lives in Idaho, and has had a slew of owl experiences recently. We recently posted one of his synchronicities. http://ofscarabs.blogspot.com/2009/10/trickster-at-work.html
Anyway, when he read that Stacey had spent the night beneath the stare of more than 30 owls, his interest was piqued. Only a few days before, he had posted a request on his blog for stories about sightings of owls in groups of three or five. "So - I ask a question, and I get a wallop of an answer." He shot off an email to her.
Owls, in addition to being seen as messengers, are sometimes associated with UFO sightings and abductions, and Mike was particularly interested to know if Stacey had had any UFO experience on or around the time of her "30 owls" experience. She said that she had:
from Stacey:
"So to add to the story ... (after seeing the owls) Well into the night and with the veils of perception solidly back in place, we left. I drove. We were back on the two-way highway when I saw what looked like a streetlight up ahead but as we approached it, I realized the light wasn’t attached to anything and then it flew over our heads."
Stacey was with a friend, Christian, who noted it "landed back there." She asked what it was, he said he didn't know.
“Do you want to stop?” she asked.
“Yeah.”
"I stopped the car and backed into a vacant lot that was used for selling produce during the harvest season. It was pitch black and we were out in the middle of nowhere surrounded by olive groves. As we got out of the car Christian asked, “If they want to take us would you go?”
“Yes, as long as time stood still,” I said not sure if it were true.
"We walked down the middle of the two-lane highway cloaked in darkness when we heard a loud rumble like a semi-truck heading straight for us. We looked at each and ran for our lives back to the car. As I opened my car door whatever-it-was flew over our heads and then vanished into thin air."
They got back in the car and drove off, both of them silent, not sure what they had seen, thinking it was too "fantastical" to be named. By naming it, Stacey felt they would own it, and they weren't ready to own it.
"As we got back on the Interstate Five, Christian put his hand on my shoulder. It felt familiar like it had been there my entire life. I felt supported and loved beyond a first kiss like we had been married for years. Christian fell asleep and I wondered how many dragons he’d slain that day.
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Stacey in her comments to Mike also said:
My friend Marla (who interviews for Whitley Streiber on Unknowncountry) has great stories to tell ... she's tapped in.
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So after reading the above story, Mike is "getting wigged out." Not only has Stacey confirmed a connection between owls and UFOs, but it turns out that the next day, he is scheduled to have a reading with Marla Frees, the psychic to whom Stacey referred.
So here we have a layered synchronicity that begins with a story about an owl and a money clip, leads to shared experiences about owls and UFO sightings, and psychic Marla Frees.
Trish
auto post: www.ofscarabs.blogspot.com
Comments
curiouser and curiouser
I've been thinking about owls lately, because I remembered an intense experience I had in late adolescence. I had followed a barn owl into a wood, the owl swooping from branch to branch, and me attempting to stealthily follow it. Eventually the owl stopped and I was able to approach it - I got very close and then realised that the owl was just an unusual pattern of moss on a tree. Strange feelings.
Some weeks later I was walking through a suburb at night with friends and saw an owl perched on a wall. We approached, and got so close that we were able to see that the owl was actually a stuffed barn owl. Or so we thought - when I reached out and touched its breast it jumped up and flew away, giving us all a big fright.
In Welsh mythology, a bride was made out of flowers for the prince Lleu Llaw Gyffes. She betrayed him, and her makers punished her by turning her into an owl, Blodeuwedd, which can be translated as "flowerface." A potent myth indeed. It can be found in the fourth branch of the Mabinogion.
Interesting blog post Trish - lots to think about!
Also I note that Owls are a
Also I note that Owls are a feature in the forthcoming hollywood fantasia "The Fourth Kind" more info here: http://www.realitysandwich.com/fourth_kind
"Were there
"Were there profound/transformative events going on in your life then?"
Yes indeed - stuff I am still clumsily working with. But I haven't ever for some reason focused my attention on the many owls in my life. And your post above, coupled with several other synchronicities in the last few days, have given me a bit of a wake up call. I'm actually quite shocked right now by my obvious, years long stupidness :)
Owls always seemed to be
Owls always seemed to be mysterious creatures to me. They have always fascinated my imagination.
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