Enjoying my rest this morning- eye patch, perfect music, the full sanctum- but birds were creating a hissy fit- squeeling up a storm!! I ran out to see a hawk fly back up to a tree. The messenger. This time the hunter didn't get his prey. I immediately thought, great, that's me, messenger !!! Then i realized we are, of course, all messengers, but what kind of messengers are we!!! p s remember your crown chakra!