|A fawn at dawn; photo: Butterflies Katz|
Once upon a time, I lived a magical reality. I literally lived for months on end, year after year for two decades, in a spot located in a national forest; at 8,000 ft. elevation. I lived there with vegan humans and with free-living animals. This forest did not have wolves, bears, snakes, and rarely were humans seen. Interestingly, there were few carnivores in this magical reality. I did meet a coyote once and introduced him to our little Magic; our canine friend who ate a vegan diet. We lived with hummingbirds, rabbits, porcupines, voles, wild turkeys, chipmunks, and ground squirrels that ate seeds from our hands. I lived closely with deer that rested contently nearby in my campsite. They were friends and came when I called them over for some lovin’ or organic produce. After many years, we could pet them. We protected them during hunting season; the hardest part of living in the national forest. It brought me to my knees; devastated and broken-hearted. The women would speak to the hunters and try to plead with them. We stayed with the deer until dark and stood in between them and hunters; sabotaging their attempt to kill our friends. One time, a hunter saw how close I was with a young buck, and he decided not to kill him because of that.
I lived with cows and bulls that roamed the forest. The land was leased out to “cattle” ranchers. The first time I heard a bull’s bellow echoing through the meadows, I about keeled over from fear. But I soon realized however fierce they looked or sounded, that they would not hurt me. They're herbivores. We co-existed on the long alpine and forested meadows. A cow could easily drink a five gallon bucket of water at a time - when we were generous enough to offer (we had to truck the water in from a spring an hour away). We both enjoyed finding a spot to spend some time amongst the white barked Aspens and the sweet smelling bark of the Ponderosa Pine. We both liked living in peace away from humanity, above the world, under the big blue sky.
The only scary animal I ever came into contact with for over two decades was the human animals. In the end, I was literally forced out of the forest by a substantial forest fire. I made it out just in time! It was a fire started by humans. According to a female forest ranger present at the time, it could have easily been put out; it was just one tree. But “forest management” decided to let it go (for the benefit of the forest!) They made the wrong choice. A strong wind came and spread the fire through the woods. After visiting when the fire was put out, I saw the white barked Aspens were now black stumps. My forest friends and I were driven out by the the one species most responsible for environmental devastation as well as species extinction. The human animal is the only one that I ever had any problems with while living two decades in a forest filled with many species.
|photo credit: Butterflies Katz; thevegantruth.blogspot.com|
|Light; co-founder of Gentle World with our forest friend; Braveheart|
|A young boy; Ikaika shared this magical reality with us|
|Someone was happy to find cantaloupe seeds|
|hand-feeding one of my furry forest friends|