The juicy green shoots of new grass and alfalfa taste sweet as a doe browses near the edge of the hay field. She eagerly munches on the nourishment that she will pass on to her spotted fawn in the form of rich motherís milk. The tiny fawn is quietly hidden under a blanket of wild mayapples in the nearby woods. It patiently waits for motherí return but is spotted by a curious chickadee who calls out from the branches. "Chick-a-dee-dee-dee, itís you I see, see, see! I see you there, itís you I see. Chick-a-dee- dee-dee!" The tiny bird is one of only a few who will ever know the hiding place of the fawn. Mother earth and the white-tailed doe are truly one when it comes to hiding the fawn and keeping it safe.
In central Wisconsin, most of the fawns are born within two weeks of Memorial Day and 70% of the white- tailed doe will have twins.
How could there be a more beautiful sight than that of a new spotted spring fawn as it huddles peacefully among the fresh green foliage of the woods.
The white-tailed deer are among natureís most gentle animals. They live their peaceful lives in harmony with nature and are a threat to no one, yet they have become one of the most persecuted wild animals by humans.
The native peoples who lived here before us believed that deer carry the spirit of love and compassion. Deer was sent by Great Spirit to soften the angry heart of the demonic enemy, for they learned of the deerís gentleness and compassionate nature.
The utmost respect was given to the deer in that the people lived in natural harmony with them. The deer was the symbol of hope for a peaceful, compassionate life.
Now, more than ever, we need to look to deer. We need to respect the teachings of the native ancestors and learn from the loving lessons of deer. It must be better to face our demons with compassionate reason rather than with anger, ego or fear.
The deer know that the real demons are in our own hearts.
The deer was a sacred animal whose life was never taken in vain. They offered their flesh to be eaten and their life spirit to the people. Native Americans honored deer by never taking its life for any reason other than basic necessity.
The doe will raise her fawn in an area which she knows is safe. She keeps a constant vigil and stands guard for any danger that may come to her fawn. If a hiker ventures too close, the doe will snort loudly and stamp her feet. Itís enough to startle anyone but the sight of the new spring fawn can sooth any frightened heart.
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