Cohabiting with wild animals is tricky.  I figure WE are the invader. Humanity has decimated wildlife habitats.  It becomes a balancing act. Live traps,  making an area inaccessible or undesirable are our methods for dealing with anything we don’t want in certain areas.  To me, every creature except humanity, is attuned with this planet we call home.  They live in balance.  There is an ebb and flow with their existence.  A grace, a purity of spirit.  To make long eye contact with a squirrel or deer or fox or any animal, wild or domestic, is to see a soul that makes mine hunger to merge with that shining light within them.  They are truly authentic, without artifice.  The have humor, sadness, joy,  quirkiness … a vast array of emotions, as we do.

Be Love ~

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