deer

Wild animals are walking into my dreams these days. I am, at times, frightened by their presence. I awoke into a dream lastnight that was, as always, as real as reality. As I searched for a small orphaned kitten amongst tall grass, I became aware that a deer was walking right up to me. There really was nothing scary about the deer, yet I felt terrified at the fact that it approached me so fearlessly. Something inside me couldn't accept that this behavior was okay. I immediately assumed that something was wrong with the deer, and felt compelled to flee. When I turned to run, I found that there was a pool behind some of the tall grass. With a powerful running jump I hit the water, expecting that it would provide me safety from the deer. But to my shock, the deer jumped right in too. Now I was frantically clawing my way out of the pool, climbing out on the side where there were no stairs, using the strength of my arms to lift me out. I then staggered to the ground beside the pool, the feeling of adrenaline coursing through my veins. I turned toward the water, and watched as the deer did exactly as I had done, and began to use it's front legs to lift its body weight out of the water. And as it did this, the deer became me.