I woke up with a start this morning at 3:00 AM. I have no idea why but I was just in time to look out the window and see Orion’s belt and shoulders. Seeing Orion always invokes memories of my childhood, walking the beach with my dad while he told me the story of Orion, the Bears and Orion’s fan club, the Pleiades. Seeing Orion always makes me feel safe, as if I have seen a good omen. I feel the same way about herons. I seem to see them when I am mulling some stressor over in my head. I see a heron and feel like the universe is telling me that everything is going to be okay.