Have you noticed the owl craze? Is that a stupid question?
I like owls. Not in the way most people like them. Not cutesy owls. Not cartoon owls on onsies.
But I do like owls and I'll tell you why.
First, when I was a kid, there was a owl that lived in the rafters of an old barn where I used to play with my sisters. I think of that owl as the Cheshire cat of my childhood.
Second, owls are one of the very few bird species where the female is bigger, more colorful and more aggressive than the males. I say damn strait to that.
Third, owls are the animals most associated with wisdom. In fact, a group of owls is called a parliament, study or wisdom. (I make it a point to learn what groups of animals are called. Not sure why. I just feel a need to know. Don't laugh. I might win Jeopardy some day.)
My personal theory on this is their silent nature. People tend to think you are smart until you open your mouth and start talking.
I want to work on listening more and talking less. I want to be wiser in this coming year. I want to spend more time listening to that little voice deep inside that tells me what is right and what is wrong. I want to sit still and observe instead of directing all the time.
I bought this piece of art from my friend Matt and hung it on my wall to remind me of these things that are my heart's desire.
I also like foxes.
But I'll tell you about that another day.
Stumble It!
