I am the Falcon.

Way back when I worked at a music company in Tucson, a co-worker was having a bad day and was basically getting screwed. She fixed it almost magically, by staying calm, telling the jerk the facts and being straight-forward. No tears. No screaming. She stood up for herself, nothing more, nothing less. When she got off the phone, she simply stated Don’t fuck with the falcon! with so much confidence, I got what she said as soon as the words came out of her mouth.

That simple little line has not only stuck with me over the years, but it’s gotten me through many moments that could’ve turn me into a ball of whiny, defensive tears.

To quote the definition of falcon The brown falcon does not hunt by chasing its prey in flight. Its main method of searching for its food is to sit quietly on a high perch such as a dead branch on a tree or power pole. It drops down on its prey and grabs it with its talons. The falcon also searches for prey whilst gliding and flying.

 In true falcons the female is the larger and bolder of the sexes and is preferred for the sport of falconry

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