For me, I accept whatever animals come to me at different times as a ‘mini-totem’ that I need for that season. I do have a particular totem animal, and I really appreciate the messages I receive from our little friends.
The owl came to me at one of these times. I grew up in the south U.S. where you can hear Screech Owls in the woods. But a few years ago, almost at Christmas, an owl came to our yard and perched on our phone wire from the evening and into the night. When I walked the dog he watched us and made a sweet, soft ‘hoot’ that I had never heard in real life before. The owl returned with a mate for the next two of three seasons, and while I never saw him again, I heard him and his family in the trees all around our house.
That’s the story, now here is the meaning for me: Owls represent wisdom, but they also represent death and rebirth. I knew that this was a message that something in me needed to die, and I needed the wisdom to deal with it properly.