Folklore

This morning when I woke up, I felt an inkling to take a photo of my Portuguese tea mug on my balcony table and share their legend about the rooster. So, I grabbed it from my kitchen cupboard and took a photo. When I stepped on to the balcony, I heard a fly buzz, and let it out through the windows. Then I remembered! A couple of days ago, I noticed a fly stuck inbetween the glasses in my bedroom window (facing the balcony) and while I tried to open it, to let it out, it was stuck for me too and I didn't have the time to get tools out. I tried again the day after but to no luck. I told the fly to fly upwards to reach the vent, if it was through there it had come, so it could reach the balcony. I felt bad, because I don't like to kill any animals or see any suffer, but nonetheless I forgot about it and fell asleep. Then when I came back in from the balcony today, I went to see in my bedroom window and the fly had escaped! Yes! There is of course a special feeling to let something locked up become released, when you have been yourself.

So, to the Portuguese legend... Back in the day, when there was about to be a tribunal against a pilgrim suspected of theft, he pleaded his innocence and asked God for a sign. A roasted rooster rose at the judge's table and crowed. And the pilgrim was released. Fast forward to November 2020, when I was held in a Portuguese prison awaiting Swedish extradition, I thought of this legend and looked out the window one morning. There it was; a rooster crowing.

In Hawaii, they have tales like this too, with ancestral spirits coming to warn or guide us through animals. A folklore that can be kept alive, if you just dare to believe.