Signs

Written November 7, 2025

Firstly, I know what they say about signs. I know what they say about discernment. I know what pareidolia is. I do ask the reader that you let me have this without bringing up any of those things. Please.

I asked for a sign from my Fathers that I haven't been abandoned yesterday. There's a nearly persistent fear I have that I am going to be abandoned at any moment. This isn't just abandoned by the mortals I love. It extends to the Netjeru as well. Today, I feel like I got it. I saw a hawk. Pretty common animal. I heard it screeching earlier today, too.

This turned my attention to the sky. I noticed something in the clouds. I saw a cloud in the shape of a bird of prey with legs out stretched. I saw another cloud that looked like a giant speckled wing stretched. It looked as if it belonged to a saker falcon in flight judging by the speckled feathered appearance of it. And below that? The unmistakable shape of Set's head. I could see the details of an eye and he seemed to be looking at me.

My Fathers are both sky Netjeru. This is a particularly fitting way for them to reach out and remind me. I saw that hawk and then those clouds in the sky and I felt loved. I felt reassured that they have no intent on abandoning me and they will continue looking out for me and helping me as best as possible if I call. I feel that this has in a way strengthened a relationship I believed was fading. For that reason, I will take it as the sign I asked for.

Dua Set! Dua Heru-wer!