There are quite a few animals who have been meaningful to me during different points of my life. I suspect some of them are or have been totems or guides to me. Because they’re animals I have been drawn to, I question whether they have chosen me or I have chosen them. It’s the surprises—the animals I haven’t been drawn to—that feel the most right.
I’ve had some unusual encounters with Hawk in the past several months which have led me to accept Hawk as one of my totems. In the book Animal-Speak, author Ted Andrews explains that the red-tailed hawk may appear “after the kundalini has been activated” or when “you begin to move toward your soul purpose more dynamically.” Looking back to my first encounters with hawks, I remember it was shortly after I first learned about kundalini. The encounters have become more frequent and more up-close since then. Within a couple of days of my spiritual reawakening, Hawk erased my doubt and confirmed our relationship.
Tonight, I decided to try a guided meditation to find my animal totem. Because I’m having trouble trusting my intuition, I was prepared for the meditation to leave me without answers. I expected to encounter Hawk during my journey because I had already accepted him as my totem, and because I believed I would fabricate the whole journey. Instead, I was surprised to discover a second totem—Moose.
Again, because this animal is one which I have never been drawn to, I trust that it has chosen me. Ted Andrews says people with Moose as their totem are often frustrated when they are unable to have the same “ah-ha” experience with their own awakening intuitive abilities as others. People aligned with Moose are born with intuitive abilities, but often dismiss their intuition and psychic capabilities as imagination. Clearly, the part about dismissing my intuition as imagination applies to me. I’m not quite as confident I already have intuitive abilities, but I’m working on it.
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The first time I was exposed to the idea of animal totems was during my introductory ceramics class. I was still a computer science major then, and taking the class was a fluke. Or so I thought. That ceramics class was a turning point in my life in many ways.