posted on Sep, 14 2020 @ 12:03 PM
a reply to: glend
Love is something I'm confused about.
I was walking on a trail in a wooded area. I rounded a corner and saw a doe, standing broadside to me. She seemed startled but not fearful. Then she
did a strange thing.
She stepped back, revealing a faun that she had obscured from my view at first. Then she stepped forward again so that the faun was between her and
My first thought was that she was offering her own child as a sacrifice to the predator to save herself. As I was preparing to scold her for that, I
looked a little closer at her facial expression. "Oh. I get it," I thought "You are showing your faun and looking for approval."
So I said, "Yes. That's a very fine faun. Well done. Would you like me to bless it?"
Deer don't speak English, and don't even talk a lot, but she didn't move, so I blessed the faun and then I blessed the doe. Then backed away so they
could move off the trail into the underbrush.
Deer are like children. They don't have long lives in the wild, and therefore lack in experience.
I ate some lamb one time and didn't much care for it. I like beef and pork and smoked fish. Best of all, I like dairy products like cheese, especially