The message from crow

A couple of days ago, when I was walking back home, crossing the parking lot, I heard a crow cawing loudly and looked up. I saw it sitting next to a big lightning rod, that I hadn’t noticed before and thought to myself how good that we have one.

The day after, when I stepped out of my apartment building on my way to the beach, I saw a big black feather on the ground and thought to myself, it must have belonged to the crow. I wondered what it meant. Did it want to tell me something?

I took another path then the one I normally walk, and saw this giant tree split in half, by lightning I presume. I don’t know when, and saw that ants were living in the trunk. Good for them!

But what if it was the crow’s home that got split in half? Why would it have to make such a sacrifice and lose its home? Had it?

Yesterday, two days after, I realized that my Swedish stalker had intruded into my home again, scraping out butter violently (for whatever reason beats me, he’s obviously not well), why I reported him to the police again, who both by email and by phone, first refused to even accept my report. Third time, they did. As if this wasn’t enough, someone also messed with one of my photos through phone intrusion and tried to ruin it with a mark on my clothes that wasn’t actually there. That too was reported of course. And then… as if by fate, all the trains from Stockholm to Gothenburg where he lives, became cancelled due to an electric malfunction after lighting had struck… Unfortunately, the Swedish police do nothing about him and haven’t for more than 15 years, neither did the German, nor the Portuguese, where he also ruined my life, which is one of the major reasons why I want to move abroad again, since I got help and a restraining order in the United States, when he stalked me there too.

Until then, I’m grateful for crow’s warnings.

More about different cultures tales and symbolisms of the crow, can be read here.