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Home > Pagan Children > Story: Owl Search

by Daven and his daughter

Once upon a time, in the time before time, in this no time and no place, all of the creatures were choosing what they would look like, what they would be when their time of being was upon them.

There was a creature who longed to fly. There was a problem though, for the creature was afraid. Afraid of Hawk, afraid of Eagle, for what if they would stoop on the flyer-to-be?

And yet, to be up high like they were, to feel the air; as though it were a part of your very being- how glorious that must be! And Oh! The creature yearned and Oh! the creature longed.

Finally, unable to bear a heart so full of need, timidly, the creature spoke with the Spirit of this place.

"P-please, please I-I want so to fly." And wings grew and feathers grew and Oh! the creature was so excited.

"P-please, I don't have to be the biggest flyer or the smallest, not the fastest of the slowest." Spirit laughed. With thunder for a voice it rumbled, "Not, not not, But what will you be then?"

"P-please- Hawk and Eagle fly in the day and I am afraid of them. Please- could I have feathers that look like the earth if it is not too much to ask?"

Again, Spirit laughed long and rumbly. And the feathers were dappled and speckled. "What else is it you wish oh flyer-in-the-middle?"

"Please, please if it is not too much trouble... I will need to eat. Nothing need be large, yet I would not have to chase too many to get full?"

Spirit laughed and agreed, "Mice and the like will be yours to hunt flyer of the middle way."

"Oh, THANK you Spirit! Thank you! B-but I am still afraid. P-please what shall I do? While I am hunting Mouse, what if Hawk and Eagle are hunting me?"

Spirit was getting impatient for others also had choices to make to come into being.

"Flyer of the middle way. At night you will hunt with sharp claws, your eyes large so that you can see in the dark, you will never be happy in the sun, in darkness you will live."

And so, Owl came to be in the world.

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