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Eagle Sighting 3-30-26🎂

On By Heather HoustonIn My Sacred LifeLeave a comment

March 30th, 2026 @ ALL DAY

Bald Eagle, photo by Mick Thompson

I had an unexpected and transformative experience on my birthday. The intention was to drive from Oklahoma City, OK to Broken Bow, OK to find the gravesites of my paternal great grandparents and to pay my respects and perform ceremony. What unfolded to and from this trip on my birthday was exceptional. I witnessed 34 eagles over the freeway on my path to Broken Bow and another 43 on my return trip to Oklahoma City. 77 total, mostly golden eagles spied on my pilgrimage to my native roots. Why is this significant? It follows the honoring of 7 generations forward and 7 generations backward. My journey itself was to reconnect and align with my native roots and complete the circle I had been on 56 years ago. My maternal Auntie Sue was also going into a very serious surgery on my birthday and the good medicine aided her in a successful outcome. She was healed and I was healed. I could not have asked for a better birthday experience. I am in the flow of the Universe and honoring this message. I kept track of the sightings by texting my husband each time I saw one or more eagles. It was such a huge lesson on being present and in the moment. I traveled to Broken Bow via I-40 East–>South OK-375 (Through Choctaw Territory)–>State Highway 3 East and back the same way.🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅

  • To Broken Bow, OK from Oklahoma City, OK
    • I-40 East (5 🦅)
      • Before Wewonka Exit 212 🦅
      • Exit 272 🦅🦅
      • Exit 237 🦅🦅
    • South OK-375; Choctaw Territory–>State Highway 3 East (29 🦅)
      • Exit 92 🦅
      • Just beyond Exit 92 🦅
      • Entering the Choctaw Territory boundary 🦅
      • Mile Post 780 🦅🦅
      • Mile Post 760 🦅
      • Exit 700 🦅
      • Mile Post 655 🦅🦅
      • Mile Post 600 🦅🦅
      • Mile Post 580 🦅🦅
      • Mile Post 255 🦅
      • 11:24 AM 🦅🦅🦅🦅
      • Last 50-miles to Broken Bow 🦅🦅🦅
      • Last 45-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
      • Last 40-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
      • Last 39-miles to Broken Bow 🦅🦅
      • Last 32-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
      • Last 30-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
      • Last 29-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
      • Last 14-miles to Broken Bow 🦅
  • To Oklahoma City, OK from Broken Bow, OK
    • State Highway 3 West–>North OK-375; Choctaw Territory (21 🦅)
      • 44 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅🦅
      • 39 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅
      • 33 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅🦅
      • 32 miles to North OK-375 🦅
      • 26 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅
      • 24 miles to North OK-375 🦅
      • 21 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅 (One flew out of a tree beside the freeway right over my windshield)
      • 20 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅
      • 15 miles to North OK-375 🦅
      • 7.8 miles to North OK-375 🦅🦅🦅
      • 2 miles to North OK-375 🦅
      • North OK-375; Choctaw Territory (22 🦅)
        • 69 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 60 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 56 miles to I-40 West 🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅
        • 53 miles to I-40 West 🦅🦅
        • 51 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 44 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 40 miles to I-40 West 🦅🦅🦅🦅
        • 39 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 38 miles to I-40 West 🦅
        • 29 miles to I-40 West 🦅🦅

My Musical Life 3-23-26

On By Heather HoustonIn My Musical LifeLeave a comment

March 23rd, 2026

#75 The Unicorn (The Irish Rovers) 👍🏼

Lyrics:
A long time ago, when the earth was still green
And there were more kinds of animals than you’ve ever seen
They’d run around free while the earth was being born
But the loveliest of all was the unicorn🪄
There was green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you’re born
The loveliest of all was the unicorn🪄
Now god seen some sinnin’ and it gave him pain
And he says, “stand back, I’m going to make it rain”
He says, “hey, brother Noah, I’ll tell you what to do
Build me a floating zoo”🪄
And take some of them green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you’re born
Don’t you forget my unicorn”🪄
Old Noah was there to answer the call
He finished up making the ark just as the rain started fallin’
He marched in the animals two by two
And he called out as they went through
“Hey, Lord”🪄
I’ve got your green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but Lord, I’m so forlorn
I just can’t see no unicorn”🪄
Then Noah looked out through the driving rain
Them unicorns was hiding, playing silly games
Kicking and splashing while the rain was pouring
Oh, them silly unicorns🪄
There was green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees
Noah cried, “close the doors ’cause the rain is pourin’
And we just can’t wait for no unicorns”🪄
The ark started movin’, it drifted with the tide
Them unicorns looked up from the rock and they cried
And the waters came down and sort of floated them away
And that’s why you’ll never see a unicorn, to this very day🪄
You’ll see green alligators and long-necked geese
Some humpty-backed camels and some chimpanzees
Some cats and rats and elephants, but sure as you’re born
You’re never gonna see no unicorn

My Abundant Life 2-18-26

On By Heather HoustonIn My Abundant Life2 Comments

February 18th, 2026

Safari Life

“The heart is a lonely hunter that hunts on a lonely hill.”

William Sharp (known as: Fiona Macleod) (Scottish Writer, of Poetry and Literary Biography; September 12th, 1855 ~ December 12th, 1905)

“You could expect many things of God at night when the campfires burned before the tents….You were alone when you sat and talked with the others—and they were alone. …WHat you say has no ready ear but your own, and what you think is nothing except to yourself. The world is there and you are here—and these are the only poles, the only realities. You talk, but who listens? You listen, but who talks?”

Beryl Markham(English-Born Kenyan Aviator, Adventurer, Racehorse Trainer and Author; October 26th, 1902 ~ August 3rd, 1986)

“A safari of the self and Spirit is at times lonely. But we know we are never alone. It is a comfort to realize that this sense of isolation is necessary if we are to encounter Mystery, and mystery is very much a part of safari. Each day in the wilderness brings with it the struggle to survive and a heightened awareness of how wonderful it is just to see the sun set and rise again in the morning. Each day on safari is lived to the fullest because it is all that is guaranteed.”

“Today, expect many things as you sit around the campfire of your heart. Someone is listening. Someone is talking to you, encouraging you to take the next step as you embrace the Mystery of the wilderness within.”

“Expect to have hope rekindled. Expect your prayers to be answered in wonderous ways. The dry seasons in life do not last. The spring rains will come again.”

My Bucket List

ABUNDANCE
Easter Island, Chile

“Before my story began…” (Heather Houston 2-18-26)

1972 Me…at my Aunt Carrie’s Baby Shower

“My life has really transformed the last three years. I am the happiest I have ever been, the most confident and living into my authentic self.” (Heather Houston 2-18-22)

“The Mystery of the wilderness within…such a deep concept. The safari dry season I have been navigating within has brough forth the rains again. My mother shared so authentically yesterday it brought tears to my eyes. She contributed profoundly to my life in her sharing. To learn the name of the town my great grandmother lived was a timely and heartfelt sharing. I plan to visit my ancestors homelands and reconnect to my cultural community. I dream of walk the ground of my ancestors and mingling with my people…5-weeks and counting.” (Heather Houston 2-18-26)

–Ban Breathnach, Sarah. “Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy”. Grand Central Publishing. (1976). Kindle Page 51-52 of 501.

I challenge each of you on this blog series to post comments so we all can grow together.

My Abundant Life 2-7-26

On By Heather HoustonIn My Abundant LifeLeave a comment

February 7th, 2026

An Artist Is Someone Who Creates

“I have made my world and it is a much better world thLiving is a form of not being sure, not knowing what next or how…The artist never entirely knows. We guess. We may be wrong, but we take leap after leap in the dark.”

Agnes DeMille (American Dancer and Choreographer; September 18th, 1905 ~ October 7th, 1993)

“Every day we’re given chances to embrace the new.”

“…take a risk a day—one small or bold stroke that makes you feel great once you have done it.”

Susan Jeffers (American Psychologist and Author of self-help literature; March 3rd, 1938 ~ October 27th, 2012)

“Today, take a real risk that can change your life: start thinking of yourself as an artist and your life as a work-in-progress. Works-in-progress are never perfect. But changes can be made to the rough draft during rewrites. Another color can be added to the canvas. The film can be tightened during editing. Art evolves. So does life. Art is never stagnant. Neither if life. The beautiful, authentic life you are creating for yourself and those you love is your art. It’s the highest art.”

“Since you are like no other being ever creted since the beginning of time, you are incomparable.”

Brenda Ueland (Journalist, Editor, Freelance Writer, and Teacher of writing; October 24th, 1891 ~ March 5th, 1985)

My Bucket List

Drive the Autoban In Style
Dancing at Carnival in Rio.

“Mondays are always a busy day at work, but I felt proud that I accomplished all my duties. So poopy tired when I returned home today, my partner suggested I take a nap. Late afternoon naps are simply glorious!” (Heather Houston 2-7-22)

“I believe today’s meditation is speaking to the idea of leading a created life. Style is where I struggle with this. I only recently have been in a financial circumstance where I could begin to explore this. I believe exploring how I want to show up for me is most important. Sometimes I feel practical…sometimes I feel androgenous…sometimes I feel delicate…sometimes I feel sexy…sometimes I feel powerful… I wonder what that style looks like? This is the inquiry I am on. Wish me luck!”🍀(Heather Houston 2-7-26)

–Ban Breathnach, Sarah. “Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy”. Grand Central Publishing. (1976). Kindle Page 41-42 of 501.

I challenge each of you on this blog series to post comments so we all can grow together.