The Sun On The Old Owl Degree: Sagittarius 5

 In Lunar Stories by Lynda Hill

The Sabian Symbol for the Sun today is Sagittarius 5: AN OLD OWL PERCHED HIGH UP IN A TREE

This Symbol implies the ability, or the ne_DSC8492 transfer of malachai malachai eurasian eagle owl from susan hamilton to lynda hill en azcessity, of being able to quietly observe what’s going on around you. Owls can turn their heads right around and very little escapes their attention. At the same time, they’re not easily detected in the trees as they usually only come out at night. They wait and watch and listen before making their move. The wise “Owl” sees all, seeing what others miss, and keeps very quiet whilst digesting all that’s going on. There may be a need to consult with aged wisdom, either within yourself or from without. Emulating this behavior can bring feelings of solitude, but this may be just what’s sometimes needed. This degree can indicate insomnia caused by thinking or doing too much at bedtime.

Wisdom and strength. Evening contemplation. Night owls. Peripheral vision. Nocturnal vision. The spirit of birds. Silent flight. Acute hearing. Lofty ideals. Educated.

The Caution: Smug denial of available wisdom. Not saying anything even when it’s needed. Acting like one knows it all. Acting old before one’s time. Waiting for prey.

Photo by Eileen Nauman

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  • DC

    2 Nights ago I was leaving a friends home at a late hour. As I pulled out of the driveway and started off slowly down the road, in the headlights along the overgrown kerbside my eyes caught sight of an Tawny Frogmouth (not strictly an Owl but I have always thought of them as such) – it was standing as still as a stone. But it was also a little too far out onto the road to be safe. It had been focused intently on something on the other side of the road – maybe it’s dinner. Scared it may get run over, I stopped the car a short distance away from it and it didn’t move – it was now focused on the car lights, so I turned them off. Out of the window I waved my arm – and it seemed to find its night-eyes again and flew off up into the trees.

    Actual Owls are not uncommon where I live, but I always feel so honoured when I meet the wild nocturnal birds. It makes me feel as if they are bringing me a very personal special message.

    Though I probably disturbed his night hunt, I hope he didn’t go hungry 😉

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