I have a vision while meditating in the woods this evening, where Owl came to me. In the crotch of two giant tree limbs coming out parallel to the ground is a hole where a large family of bright red wasps live. I know I’m supposed to go into that hole, to go below, but the wasps are on guard. I know I must wait. Owl perches over and looks almost like he is mediating a stand‐off, or maybe he is just there to advise me not to proceed.
Owl stays in my mind; I see him still.
This is my journey
— Nate Long “Owl”
From 8/6/2013. Published in Owl Journey 2013-2014