Snowy Owl, I love owls. One of my cats looks a little like an owl. I’m also interested in Native American tradition and natural medicines. I have five cats! They were all strays, mostly from one neighbor who I guess couldn’t be bothered to get their cats fixed, and loved having kittens but didn’t care about full grown cats. But I love them all, especially the one who was a mama cat. She sometimes seems to be meditating, she looks at me with a softness and seems to say, “go in, you can be free.” And I believe in Freedom, meaning not enslavement to drugs that make you twitch and take away your brain cells… and Freedom from the fear of what could happen if I were to ever trust psychiatric care again. But I remember even drawing an owl in my journal some time ago, as the owl is also a symbol of Lilith, who was given a bad reputation in some Christian traditions, but in ancient Sumerian teachings, was a wise and all-seeing guide, very much like the Native American Snowy Owl you told me of! I hope you are right, I get so frustrated when the story goes: he/she stopped taking their medication. Ugh. Maybe they went off it too abruptly. Maybe the medication caused or worsened the pain this person was in. It’s not only possible but it’s likely. So nice to meet you, Snowy Owl. I feel encouraged to hear your theory! Maybe, like the flimsy house of cards that it is, this psychiatric care farce will come tumbling down abruptly. Blessed be.