Dreaming of owls
I dreamed of owls... One, very large, maybe 25 inches tall, mostly brown and white with a bright yellow beak, almost as long as an eagle's. It flew over my house, perched in a tree overhanging the yard. All the small animals ran for their lives, but the owl seemed uninterested in nabbing any of them. After a while, it flew down to rest on the back of a patio chair. I went closer, and held out a hand to it. It offered no violence, so I touched its back. Again, it accepted this touching as if used... Sign in to see full entry.