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    Hawk Wisdom
    Hawk Wisdom
    Hawk Wisdom
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    Hawk Wisdom

    By Anna O'Brien

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    Hawk Wisdom is about how to have self-defense in the marketplace where the stories told reveal the most likely outcome of a transaction. Conditions of trade, good or bad, are often unknowingly revealed by sales people, brokers and anyone engaged in buying and selling through everyday conversation and chit chat. Without an understanding of this concept, valuable information goes unnoticed. Hawk Wisdom is dynamic pattern reading and gives the reader a good grasp of how to look for patterns of information which emerge during dialogues between people in the marketplace. It is a fascinating concept and a valuable skill.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAnna O'Brien
    Release dateAug 22, 2013
    ISBN9781301003600
    Hawk Wisdom
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    Anna O'Brien

    Anna E. O’Brien is a practicing psychotherapist and licensed mental health counselor certified in Archetypal Pattern Analysis. Based in Western Massachusetts, she received her training from Antioch New England and the Assisi Institute in Brattleboro, Vermont. Anna is an investigator in the areas of human nature and motivation. Key to her work is the capacity to listen to and read patterns in unconscious communications. She first identified the tendency of patterns to repeat during her early work with emotionally challenged children, and she remains in awe of the capacity of patterns to reveal underlying truth. Anna lectures and teaches workshops about dynamic pattern reading, and is an available for private or organizational consultation. For more information and to contact Anna, please visit www.hawkwisdom.com.

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      Hawk Wisdom - Anna O'Brien

      PREFACE

      HAWKING: A MYTHOLOGICAL TALE

      For Michael

      On a crisp, clear morning, the wizard Merlin traveled to market with his young apprentice, Simon. Their cart was laden with beeswax candles, jars of honey, aromatic oils and bags of medicinal herbs, which they planned to trade for blankets and supplies for winter. Merlin’s hooded hawk, Hermes, rode atop a carved wooden perch secured to the corner of Merlin’s cart, his great feathers shimmering in the sunlight. Hermes always accompanied Merlin to the market.

      For the first time, it was Simon’s turn to negotiate the trades, and he buzzed with excitement. As they approached village, Merlin’s voice grew serious. Today, he announced, you will peddle the mandrake root.

      Simon gasped. The root of the mandrake plant was enchanted—it took away pain and lifted the spirits. Some said its magic was more precious than gold. The trading of mandrake was an honor, but dangerous. If you were caught trying to sell it, you could be jailed and hung for witchcraft.

      Remember, for a trade to be good, the exchange must be fair, advised Merlin. Seek out the old women. They will ask to look in your sack and then take you to a private place for exchange. You’ll get warm clothes and some good sweets in the bargain. Be discreet. If the priest gets wind of what you’re carrying, he will haul you off to the gallows.

      Simon headed into the market square with a sack of mandrake over his shoulder. Hungry from the journey, he hastened to the baker’s stall for tea and a warm bun. On the bench outside, he was joined by two gentlemen named Jake and Harold, who regaled him with their escapades. Charmed by their colorful tales, Simon agreed to walk about the market with them.

      It wasn’t long before an old hag dressed in tatters approached Simon, who held his bag open for her to peer inside. Swiftly clasping her hands about Simon’s, she closed the bag and commanded that he follow her. Simon obeyed, with Jake and Harold close on his heels.

      Whatever do you have in that bag to make an old woman grin like that? Harold asked.

      A little old man? quipped Jake.

      No, Simon said, without thinking. Mandrake. In an instant, Jake and Harold had him by either arm and marched him in the opposite direction.

      Here’s where we let you in on our trade secrets, Jake said, conspiratorially. There is no way that old hag has anything valuable enough to trade for even the smallest piece of mandrake. And you’ve got a full bag! We have a wealthy associate in the village who will give you more than a fair price for it. Lord knows it will be safer for you. The priest’s spies are everywhere.

      Simon thought for a moment. He hadn’t followed Merlin’s plan exactly, but perhaps he had come to a much better result. Handing over his satchel to Jake, he felt excited about his prospects.

      Jake returned from the village shortly, carrying a small bag that he emptied onto a large rock. Harold let out a slow whistle, That’s more gold than I’ve ever seen!

      Simon started to feel worried. I don’t know, Jake. I’m supposed to get things for winter, necessities. Merlin won’t be pleased if I come back without those.

      With this gold, you can trade for whatever you want and more, Harold assured him. This is a very good trade.

      When I was your age, Simon, said Jake, I worked for a blacksmith who was a treacherous devil. He rarely gave a fair trade when it came to the horses he shod. Some of those shoes were pretty flimsy and they wore out in no time. But if there was anyone who could outdo him in treachery, it was his wife. Just as soon as the old boy was gone, she’d be having some gentleman in for tea. You know what I mean. Every horseman knew her.

      With that the three men broke into peals of laughter. Then Simon shook hands with Harold and Jake and they went their separate ways, Simon with the sack of gold tucked safely under his shirt.

      Back at the market, Simon made his way to the blanket peddler’s stand. While picking out ten of the best-woven blankets, he noticed a beautiful blue cloak. What a wonderful gift for Merlin, he thought, and told the trader to wrap it up with the blankets. Send it to the inn, my good man, Simon said, grandly.

      Certainly, the peddler replied, but what do you have to trade for all of these lovely things?

      Simon reached beneath his shirt and produced a golden nugget. The peddler took it in his palm, gave it a long look, and placed it between his teeth. Biting down, he howled, Be gone with your bag of tricks before I have the constable on you! You’ve got nothing but fool’s gold!

      Simon left with his head hung low. He found a place behind one of the goat farmers’ carts at the far end of the market and wept. He thought he had traded well, but now he had nothing to give Merlin.

      Just then Merlin appeared as if from nowhere. His eyes sparkled. I’ve been looking all over for you, Simon, he said. How does the trading go?

      Not well, Simon mumbled. I have nothing. Reluctantly, he told Merlin about his blunders in the marketplace.

      Dear Simon, you’ve had quite a day, Merlin said, calmly. Cry if you like, but we’ve got plenty of other things to trade. Tomorrow you’ll take the cart with our other wares to market.

      But Merlin, how can you trust me after today? What makes you think I won’t fail you again?

      You haven’t failed me, Simon. You’re just one step farther along the path of knowledge. Tomorrow I’m sending Hermes to watch over you. He’ll fly about and perch here and there. If you hear him cry, take notice. If you are in the middle of negotiating a trade, simply say that you are very sorry, but this transaction is in nobody’s best interest. Then pack up your wares and go on to the next.

      Simon found it curious that a bird could understand trading, but he was in no position to question Merlin’s methods.

      The next day, Simon left early for the market, with Hermes hovering nearby. Again Simon stopped for tea and a bun. This time, a woman approached him about a trade. Do you have any candles? she asked. I’ve got some warm mittens. Two candles per pair, what do you say?

      Simon listened for Hermes, but no cries met his ear. Sounds like a fair trade to me, he said.

      The next few trades went much like the first. Simon started to enjoy the give and take of the marketplace. Then a well-dressed woman came to Simon’s cart with a ruby to trade. She explained that it had been in her family for many years, but her mother wanted a collection of scented oils instead. While Simon considered the stone, the woman asked if he’d heard the news about two robbers down in Millerton who had stolen a silver tray and tried to sell it as their own. Simon wondered if the two crooks were Jake and Harold.

      Suddenly, he heard Hermes cry. Although he saw no reason to refuse this woman, he remembered Merlin’s instructions. I’m sorry, madam, he said, but I don’t think this trade is in anyone’s best interest.

      The woman glared at him. How dare you, you little rat! she hissed, tucking the stone between her breasts and scurrying away.

      At lunchtime, Simon took a seat at in the tavern. Before his food arrived, a gentleman joined him. Stealthily, he said he had mandrake to trade and knew that Simon understood the need for secrecy.

      Simon could hardly believe his good fortune. Here was a chance to make up for yesterday’s mistake. Opening his bag of mandrake, the stranger told Simon about a man who had impersonated a landowner and was caught hunting on the landowner’s property, arrested, and hanged.

      From a tree outside the tavern window, Hermes issued a cry, but Simon ignored him. The possibility of making up for yesterday’s losses was too attractive. The stranger continued with a story of two young men, Jake and Harold, who’d had a checkered career as swindlers since they were children. Apparently, they had just gone to prison for possessing mandrake.

      Again the

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