Hawk

eric mccarty
2 min readJun 7, 2023
Hawk — Shamanism — Restful Awareness — Prose Poetry — Headless Now

Hawk:

to catch a close up sight of a hawk is a gift to me, truly a presentation of spirit that comes through the grace of proper timing and location that’s entirely of this majestic birds choosing. Recently during a late morning walk we stopped to take photos of a Green heron that was intently fishing in a shallow section of the pond and a Red-shouldered hawk swooped directly to a branch right before us, inviting us to turn our attention away from the heron and bestow this bird with awe. He stayed with us for quiet sometime, having such deep stillness and poise, with absolutely no concern for our proximity.

a rare gift indeed.

most often they are seen in hunting flight, their distinctive call drawing my gaze upward in attention, or sometimes posed on a telephone wire and quickly glimpsed while driving by. Even then they’re a thrill to see and that same calm poised is sensed through distance, a predator in flight or rest. It’s always a special occasion to find one as I’m walking, as if it’s waiting on a certain branch specifically for my arrival. Somehow my eyes are always drawn in their direction, as if pulled by a subtle energy of chance encounters. I’m always struck by the synchronicity of events that bring me here. that if I take one turn in a different direction, hesitate for just a moment before heading out the door, and I might completely miss this sacred opportunity.

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eric mccarty

Writer, prose poetry, meditation teacher and lifetime student