Stag

I lay the cards out in front of me, aware that I had promised myself to pull a card every once in a while.  My renewed spiritual path is cooking along, with a change in my focus, more meditation, more chanting, more Ritual, more spiritual work.  I feel empowered to follow through.  It feels good.

So I lay the cards out in front of me, felt the tension building in my left hand, felt the heat from the cards rise up to the center of my palm.  Shifted a little to test the exact spot of the energy, felt the card under my ring finger, bent my wrist ever so slightly and slid the card--THE card--out from the pile.

Stag.

A quick review of Stag energies brought these words to mind--renewal, connectedness, psychic power, strength, guidance.  Sounds like a perfect connection to my current work.

As sometimes happens, I back-burnered the idea for the rest of the day.  Work, yadda yadda.

I was in my living room later that afternoon when I looked outside at the sound of children playing in the street.  Imagine my surprise to see four deer in my front yard!  This is unusual in our neighborhood--I live in the suburbs of a larger city, but within the city limits.  For a suburban subdivision, we have fairly generous woods weaving between the backyard fences of our homes, providing watershed areas as well as visual and sound barriers.  Deer often traverse the area through the woods, but these guys were in the front, on the street, at 3:00 in the afternoon.  Even more amazing, people were walking in the street behind them and children were playing, laughing, squealing.  The deer--three females and a youngish male--stood quietly, comfortably in my yard.  The females went to eating, but the male stopped, stood protectively, watching out over the scene.  Ready, I suppose, to sound the alarm.

And then he saw me watching through the window.  His eyes locked to mine.  He stood.  Not stressed, not particularly tense (for a deer, who are always tense), and stared.  Our eyes connected.  He stared.  I stared.  The sensation was of peace, connectedness, strength, and a total lack of anxiety.  The message to me was clear, "The path is yours for the walking, and it will lead only to beauty and peace."


(Although I'm posting this in November, it was written in the middle of October.)