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Once Upon a Time ... Actually, last Sunday evening, GH#3, Zack was driving he and I from Orange County, CA to Henderson, NV and we stopped for gas etc at a filling station an hour outside of Las Vegas. While filling the truck, we went inside and as we came out we saw a humungous crow or raven on the corner of the overhang, above Zack's truck. Then a dixie cup size stream of white liquid barely missing the truck. Zack reacted with "What the?" and threw the gum he had been chewing at the big bird. The crow took off and several others circled.
I said, "You shouldn't have done that. Crows have long memories and can actually distinguish and remember facial features. I know because I featured it in one of the 4,872 blogs to date. He looked at me like I was nuts, but on the other hand, he also knows that I won't lie to him. Then I told him about the man who had a crow come outside his window when he was eating breakfast, and the crow seemed to study him. This continued for a few days, until the man opened the window and gave the crow a piece of toast. The crow later brought the man a shiny metal object, this continued until the man opened the window and let the crow come inside to eat the toast, and by then the man had a collection of shiny gifts from the crow. Just one story, but kind of interesting? So as we continued our drive, with little traffic, Zack got the speed up to 82 and said "well no way he can follow at 82 mph" and I said, "yeah, but he has friends and maybe they can text?"
After-stories:
I sent Zack the above Crow-Raven comparison and he texted back, "I hope it wasn’t a raven. I’d have to worry about that thing for 20 some odd more years."
Then I mentioned it to his Mom, WonderWoman, and I sent her response to Zack. "Your Mom said, “I was gonna say but the size you described I bet it was a raven”?? Maybe?"
Then WW sent me ...
Seeing a lone raven at night has carried symbolism across many cultures, and how it acts can add a more personal, very human layer to the meaning.
🌙 A lone raven at night Traditionally, ravens symbolize:
Mystery & the unseen – night ravens are often linked to intuition, the subconscious, and things happening beneath the surface.
Transition or change – in many Native American and Celtic traditions, ravens appear during times of transformation or when a chapter is shifting.
Wisdom & awareness – ravens are extremely intelligent; seeing one alone can point to heightened perception or a call to “pay attention.”
Unlike crows (which gather), a single raven often symbolizes individual insight, self-reliance, or a message meant specifically for you, not the crowd.
🌑 At night specifically
Night amplifies symbolism:
Shadow work, reflection, or truths coming to light
Protection while navigating uncertainty
Guidance through something that feels unclear or emotionally heavy
Some people interpret a nighttime raven as a reminder to trust your instincts, even if logic hasn’t caught up yet.
🚗 And… the attempted poop 😄
This part brings the symbolism back down to earth in the best way.
Across many folk beliefs, bird poop is considered oddly lucky—especially when it almost happens:
A near miss can symbolize avoided trouble
Or a reminder not to take omens too seriously
Sometimes it’s simply the universe saying: “Stay humble, stay lighthearted.”
You could read it as:
A serious symbol with a wink.
🪶 Putting it together
A grounded interpretation might be:
You’re in a moment of reflection or transition
You’re being nudged to trust your inner knowing
But also… don’t overthink it—life still has humor
If you want, I can also share:
Spiritual interpretations
Psychological symbolism
Or what different cultures (Celtic, Native American, Norse, Biblical) say specifically about ravens
Just tell me which angle you’re curious about 🖤
TMI? Interesting? Funny? Your choice?
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