In the forest the deer raise their heads. The eagle and the hawk glide above, piercing the thin air with their sharp cries. The buffalo gather in a circle. The wind in the trees falls silent. Something sacred comes this way. The Spirit comes this way. The unity of creation is not an idea, but a feeling. It is kinship. Open your heart and it will be there.

~ Steven Charleston

Red Deer Stag in Autumn Forest – photo by Veneratio, bigstockphoto.com