Several years ago while on an outback trip, I had settled in for the night.
Alone in the wilderness, I had set up my camp for the night and was laying on my belly in front of the fire just gazing, relaxed and quite at peace
with myself and world.
From the distance I could hear the sound of a mountain lion crying to the night you know the Heee sound they make?
Well the sound soon became quite loud and I could tell the lion was getting closer. She continued to give out the warning sounds, but what else was I
to do? So I lay there and began to meditate.
Before long I could not only hear her , but I felt her breath on my bare feet, sniffing...
In and out like a gentle tickle.
Closing my eyes and relaxing once again into meditation, for a flash of an instant I knew that nothing more or less could be done in the moment, fear
would have only excited the wildebeest.
Those few seconds were an experience outside of time as you know it, like when an accident happens and everything switches into to slow motion.
Before long, she moved away scolding me every few feet as she walked back up to the rocky hill where she came from.
A vision came to me of a mother Lioness and her cubs, and I knew to quietly pack my bag and descend back down the hill away from her territory.
Thanks for asking, I love to remember that story, it is easy to forget just how very connected we are to nature, and to the innocence of trust between
all animals, humans included.