The Hawk

There are so many blogging challenges these days I’m finding it hard to keep up with them.    I have only just discovered Jo’s Monday Walk.    Having had a very strange walk myself today I decided to use Jo’s prompt as a way into writing about it in detail.


Late this afternoon I decided to go for a walk in the bush.  I drove my car to a local bushland reserve and set off.   The sun was shining, the birds were singing and a gentle breeze whispered amongst the leaves.  Beautiful shadows danced across the earthen path as I wandered along deep in a daydream about the beauty of nature.


006A large hawk wheeled overhead while another cried shrilly from the cover of the tree tops.  I didn’t pay much attention until the hawk plunged down from the tree and dove straight at my head.    It passed close by, perched on a tree, screeched some more  then flew at me again.   Realising I must have wandered close by it’s nest, I hurried on.   The bird kept shrieking and diving at me, getting closer to me each time.   I pulled my shirt up over my head and turned back the way I’d come.   The bird continued to fly at me until I passed the point where I’d first heard it calling.   I took a quick photo as it perched on a dead tree then left it’s territory as quickly as I could.


I’ve been telling friends for weeks now that I’ve seen more hawks in the last few months than I’ve ever seen before.  Every time I leave town I see them flying over my car or hovering in a paddock as I drive by.   I get out my car at some lonely beach and a hawk flies overhead.   I walk in the dunes near my home and spy a small hawk diving on some little creature further along the path.    I see them  everywhere but never before have I had an experience like the one I had today.   Curious as to what all these hawk sightings might mean I did a little internet research:-

On the first site I found I read – ‘At the time of this writing (2013), our world is more complicated than ever before. Every moment is plugged up with countless distractions that were a non-issue as short as 50 years ago (much less 100 years ago). I believe the hawk is aware of humanity’s modern tendency (and habit) of becoming distracted. In essence, I believe hawk visitations are a clear sign for us to become more focused. The hawk encourages us to suspend the habit of distraction, and become more aware of the present moment’

The Hawk teaches you to be observant and take a close look at your surroundings. It soars with the power to overcome difficult situations. It soars in circles over the life of the earth, asking you to circle over your life and view it from a higher perspective.

The Hawk has a distinct cry, one that most people are aware of. Its cry signifies awareness. If you hear the cry of the hawk use your intuitive ability to discern the message and seek the truth.

If a hawk has soared into your life, you require a higher perspective. You need to see the details of what is going on and look at the bigger picture. Take a look at your situation from above.

Hawks symbolize the power of observation. This spirit animal’s guidance may also indicate that you have the opportunity to study a situation before taking action. Observe the situation and then act when the time is right.

Hmmm – helpful but somehow the fact that hawk flew at my head repeatedly makes me think there’s something here that I’m just not getting.  The last site I looked at took a slightly different approach.  Here the hawk is seen as coming to ask some tough questions. The kind of questions that have been waking me up at 3 am lately but which I’ve avoided dwelling on.    Here’s a couple that are particularly relevant.  

Do you feel like you’re moving forward in life blindly, or simply going through the grind?

Are you bottling up your creative ideas and going unheard?

Seems like hawk is telling me to take a good hard look at my life …


11 thoughts on “The Hawk

  1. I love seeing hawks, buzzards, kites, kestrels – just watching them soar overhead in the thermals transfixes me; slows down my thoughts and makes me calmer. I’m not at all sure about the spiritual meanings of seeing a hawk: I’d say there was a nest nearby and you were being invasive, but this incident has at least caused you to stop and think about your life. And perhaps that is all that you needed in your much changed circumstances; the chance to stop and think. Take care Suzanne and enjoy the festive season with your loved ones.
    Jude xx

  2. I love those shadows-on-track (which might also create a useful metaphor: shadows and light working together to create beauty comes to mind immediately.) Your description of the hawk, and then your soul-searching about its meaning, reminds me of a way of living I’ve neglected in the hurly-burly of tearing round the planet.

    1. Thanks Meg. I’m really glad that my post touched something in you and that you let me know here. Sometimes I feel like a voice in the wilderness then comments like yours let me know that people are listening. 🙂

  3. Sue made me smile but I know exactly where she’s coming from, Suzanne 🙂 Don’t we all feel a bit powerless and trapped in the mill of life at times? I love my family but that doesn’t stop me wishing I could be a free spirit and wander off at will. I know things have changed drastically for you. Maybe the adjustment period is over and it’s time to see what you can still do for your own fulfilment.
    Thank you so much for sharing. I enjoyed our walk together. Let me know how you get on. 🙂

    1. Thank you very much for your thoughtful reply Jo. I found it very helpful indeed. You’ve summed up how I feel exactly. I appreciate your sharing your wisdom with me. You’ve given some further insight as to what’s happening.

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