Hawai’ian Raptor. Preternatural. Diurnal. Island bound. Soaring above. Silent in movement. Graceful in flight. Mighty in prowess. ~ ‘Aumākua. Spirit animal. Guide. Reminder of that which is Real with a capital “R”. Demonstrator of our connectedness with Nature And thereby, All That Is. Remembrancer of the missing one, The one who enclosed A pair of wings within a glass case Honouring the One You Are. ~ Long strong strokes of feathered arms Carry you silently and swiftly Through the ever-changing cloud-scape of Haleakala’s crater. Maneuvering Halemau’u, We eye each other with unexpected proximity. Gazing in Awe, Peering directly into each other’s eyes, Amidst your lofty flight and my grounded presence, We greet. ~ Haleakala. One of those once-in-a-lifetime magical days, Amidst beLoveds, Channeling amidst the energies That only Haleakala can exude. You appear again and still again. With aging recollection, This one counts six sightings. Six of you all in the span of one day upon Haleakala’s shoreline. Was this a foreshadowing of what was yet to come? ~ Not long thereafter, Daughter-in-law to-be, Visiting shortly after we first meet this lifetime While searching For what was not to be found. We three, Andrew, Alison and I, Watch As you land on lanai post Not more than 15-feet in proximity. Holding us in Awe Of your magnificence, We gawk Through the massive glass doors At your grandeur. Jaws drop With the meaning we place upon your presence, That the one who is missing, Who shall not be found, Is amidst us, Whether on this Earthen plane or other, Her spirit soars, As we honor the presence of one so near and dear. ~ I vow to learn to channel, Make plans to head to Louisville, Kentucky, To visit a legend, The one who channeled The Ra Material, Law of One, To learn from a heroine, A mystic Christian, A gift Extraordinaire. Speaking to my Love on the phone From our li’l cottage prior to departure You fly across my window-scape Confirming my chosen path. ~ In the forest Recording Walking Wisdom’s coaching wisdoms You pass overhead during chronicling, Your presence prompting me to feel Once again, the support For that which I am passionate about offering. ~ Sunday morning, Having arisen early, Gazing at Mars ascending the Eastern horizon. Verifying with the all-knowing iPhone. On the small screen I spot just below Mars, Arcturus, And wonder if it is “known” that Arcturus is my 6th chakra identifier icon? You! You swoop overhead! Reminding me that this, All of this, Is my creation, And that you are here to prompt me with Auspicious, Stupendous timing, As I know there is no such thing as coincidence. ~ Freedom of flight. Soaring Grace. You bear the majestic beauty, strength, and power Of the ‘Aumākua. Beyond Grateful am I For the visitations, The guidance, The continual messaging, Informing me That all is well.