Hawk had not paid attention to his intuition, his inner knowing. He had not taken the time to tune in, he was in a hurry and now he was lost.... There were tribal members and family that depended on him and by not paying attention he was letting them down. Wanting to scream his frustration to the sky instead he calmed himself and pulled his horse to a stop and stepped to the ground. He raised his eyes to the sky and whispered almost under his breath. “Hawk, my teacher and guide show me where I need to go and how to find my way. I will pay attention.” He heard the cry of a hawk high above him and saw its shadow so high it was nearly lost in the sun. In his mind he heard the soft voice of spirit, “you know the way, you always have. Let your heart be your guide.” And at that moment exactly he saw across the valley the great outcrop of rock that marked where he had to go. He glanced upward to the hawk that was no longer visible and uttered a heartfelt “thank you”.
As he was about to mount again to resume his journey he glanced down. On the ground immediately beneath him was a beautiful hawk feather. He knelt down to pick up the gift with a smile and again whispered “Thank you”.
