Dreams hawk

I was arguing over the phone with my estranged father and saw from my backyard a hawk swoop down and carry away a goat with and orange in its mouth

I'm looking at a white owl flapping it's wings and hovering high in the sky. The white owl and I are making eye contact. There is a big tree between me and the white owl and there is a hawk sitting on one of it's branches. The hawk is looking at me, look at the white owl, because my eyes are staring at something in the sky above him. The hawk turns his head, looks back, and see's the white owl flapping his wings, hovering in the blue sky. I have a feeling of panic and anxiety. The hawk leaves the tree, flys up to the white owl to attack, kill, and eat him, but the white owl fly's off. The hawk chases him, and bites his foot off. I am running towards the fighting birds in flight. I see what is happening and I am trying to save the white owl from the hawk. I feel scared and powerless in the dream. After a short time the white owl gets away and is on the ground next to me. I am mending the white owls foot.The owl is going to be okay because I am there to protect him from the hawk. I feel responsible for the white owl, and I care for it deeply.

I dremt of a giant snake slithering through the grass in a field with pretty decent sized trees, not too many, but enough to make for perfect shade in the blazing sun. The snake would rest in the shade and look up to the sky to watch the birds soaring through the air. The snake would close it's eyes and dream of flying the world and soaring with friends and family, just as a flock does. But when the snake would open it's eyes it remembered that it was impossible, for it and all other snakes are cursed to live their lives bound to Earth's dirt and alone all because of the evil one caused in the beginning of time. Accepting it's reality as a snake it kept it's eye on a little nest with one egg built just in it's reach. It watched over the nest patiently for the next couple weeks awaiting the eggs to hatch. When the day finally came it prepared itself for a wonderful meal. Never realizing it had just succumbed as the prey... because that one egg was a hawk. When the hawk peered over it's nest and looked into the darkness of the snakes eyes, I realized it was me that the hawk was looking at -- I was the giant snake, peering into the eyes of all of my pipe dreams. -- As my surroundings did a 360 I opened my eyes dizzy and confused to then see myself looking in the eyes of the snake. I became overwhelmed with this divine intensity of higher power, all of my pipe dream suddenly became ropes hung from the sky, ready to be taken by both hands and climbed. As I grabbed one and began to climb I looked down to see the giant snake slither into the shade of the same tree, look up to the sky... and close it's eyes. I began to question what "adaptation" is. I thought, why can't the snake "adapt"? Who's to say that we only adapt if we have to?! I believe in the beauty and almighty power of choice, the one thing each and every one of us can be a God at. No one, not even God can control our choices. I believe that adaptation comes from the will of our hearts and not the forces of nature. So I looked down at the snake and thought to myself, "I believe in your dreams, for not every snake is evil -- for you are not evil." The snake peered up at me and said, "& as for you, never fear the fall. I promise the next time we see each other I shall be in the sky." ...the next time I saw his face was on a beautiful Chinese wall...

I dreamt that my mother was stoned by a man hawking clothes

Man hawk