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Last night, the most memorable moments of a long and complicated dream involved an old man in a dark suit asking if he could look deeply into my eyes. I want to find out if I can see owls there, he said.

When he was finished with his long, deep look, I asked him what he had seen. Pools of gray fire, was his response. I found this kind of odd, since my eyes are green. Perhaps even in the dream I wondered if his perceiving gray was a result of how deeply I was drawn to a mention, on a friends' blog, of "a gray-eyed lass fighting beside her lord."

It was only upon waking that I put owls and gray eyes together and thought of Athena.

He also told me that I too often make decisions based on the circumstances of shallow, temporary events, rather than on the deeper, truer things I am aware of.


Speaking of oracles. . .
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