Great shot; great place. I visited it in 1978 with my family when I was 18 and we were camping our way across the American West (we lived in North Carolina and had never visited the West before). We were all just kind of wandering through the woods on the canyon floor when an adult doe walked up to my then-10-year-old sister, sniffed her…
Great shot; great place. I visited it in 1978 with my family when I was 18 and we were camping our way across the American West (we lived in North Carolina and had never visited the West before). We were all just kind of wandering through the woods on the canyon floor when an adult doe walked up to my then-10-year-old sister, sniffed her, and then walked off as if nothing had happened. We were all just blown away.
wildlife, if not starving can be surprising, at times, depending on stranger's energy and their way of approaching. Our family home was close to a wild life area that sadly no longer exists. Without my parent's knowledge, at the age of six, I began hiking into the wild hills. Populated by rattlers, lynx, clean up crews of birds and mountain lions, I was fascinated. So many amazing stories... Actually, one was mine. I'd hiked up a hill on a hot summer's day. At the top, I crawled under a massive rock that created a shadowy retreat. Checking to see if there were rattle snakes and finding the space empty, I crawled into the shade. While resting, I had the sudden feeling that something overhead. Crawling out to take a look, I came within a couple of feet of a large mama mountain lion. Both of us were surprised, staring at each other 3 or 4 minutes. I could tell from her teats that she'd recently given birth. Perhaps, as a mother face to face with a human child, we stared at each other. Finally, without sound or agression, she backed away and disappeared into the brush. Years later, I told the story to a Native American man, who, in turn told me, she was my first spirit animal. That I'd been honored.
I've had some incredible experiences with spirit animals... a black snake, a giant moth.. I sense it's because I've sat ceremony with the native americans..and feel close to them in spirit.
Great shot; great place. I visited it in 1978 with my family when I was 18 and we were camping our way across the American West (we lived in North Carolina and had never visited the West before). We were all just kind of wandering through the woods on the canyon floor when an adult doe walked up to my then-10-year-old sister, sniffed her, and then walked off as if nothing had happened. We were all just blown away.
Little treasures are everywhere…
ah the innocence of the unthreatened!
Oh funny , Lex! Envisioned perfectly , my first laugh on Palm Sunday. Blessings🫶
wildlife, if not starving can be surprising, at times, depending on stranger's energy and their way of approaching. Our family home was close to a wild life area that sadly no longer exists. Without my parent's knowledge, at the age of six, I began hiking into the wild hills. Populated by rattlers, lynx, clean up crews of birds and mountain lions, I was fascinated. So many amazing stories... Actually, one was mine. I'd hiked up a hill on a hot summer's day. At the top, I crawled under a massive rock that created a shadowy retreat. Checking to see if there were rattle snakes and finding the space empty, I crawled into the shade. While resting, I had the sudden feeling that something overhead. Crawling out to take a look, I came within a couple of feet of a large mama mountain lion. Both of us were surprised, staring at each other 3 or 4 minutes. I could tell from her teats that she'd recently given birth. Perhaps, as a mother face to face with a human child, we stared at each other. Finally, without sound or agression, she backed away and disappeared into the brush. Years later, I told the story to a Native American man, who, in turn told me, she was my first spirit animal. That I'd been honored.
That's an awesome story.
I've had some incredible experiences with spirit animals... a black snake, a giant moth.. I sense it's because I've sat ceremony with the native americans..and feel close to them in spirit.