Among a cacophony of wild adventures……one that leaves me with much Imaginal wonder….
Amid a group of people, after a young astrologer woman present comes down with a fever, a large bird with large beak comes swooping down and around and looping around; an older man says something about it having an intentional ’target’ ….I watch in curiosity , somehow knowing it was coming for me; it lands upon my head and shoulders and starts to peck hard at my skull, over and over..::::.. I wrestle with it momentarily til I untangle it from my head and it sits on my wrist, before flying off. I was not afraid, nor was it painful, but I was quite literally Struck, at the metaphor of the knocking on my skull. The older man says it is a ‘Malin’ ‘Mallon’ ????? Bird? Something like that: I walk away to start preparing to lay down to sleep, and a young man, swarthy and of South American descent, comes over and hugs me and says he will be back soon to ‘charge me up’. I tell him I believe the bird was a messenger of a hex, and that my friend ( the young astrologer woman) had been struck down by fever from the same hex.
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