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Way of the Deer
Even as I lay immobile in my bed, my soul wandered with the deer. Single file, we climbed steep, rocky slopes, and slowly descended into deep, sandy ravines. They roamed through my mind and soul just as they roamed the mountain through all forces of nature.
A True Story of Brave Deer
As I moved closer, I clearly saw the dark marks on her shoulders. They were huge raking scars. The absence of fur and the healed pink patches told the epic story of her great trauma and courageous survival. It appeared that she’d been attacked by a mountain lion (or possibly a bobcat), both are immensely large cats, silent, swift and powerful…hungry like all Life. Yes, the elusive cats, the timid deer and me…we all lived together on the mountain.