Deer, Deer Everywhere
Last week at lunch dad told me about the deer hunt trip he just returned from. He talked about where he camped, how the weather was, how he forgot the tent poles.
I was careful not to ask about the deer (as in, “Did you shoot one?”), because I really didn’t want to hear it.
He didn’t share those specifics, either, which at first I thought meant he was sensitive to my feelings.
But then he told the rest of the story.
It turns out that on his way out the door mom said something like, “It won’t hurt my feelings if you come home without one.”
Which was mom-speak for “I don’t want to have to clean a deer and cook venison all winter.”
Dad said that was a far cry from the old days when it was really really important to come home with a deer – because we needed meat in the fridge.
But those were mom’s parting words this year.
Dad spent the next five days traipsing through beautiful woods; ideal deer country. I know, because that’s where I camp in the summer, and there are deer every dawn and dusk right in my campsite.
But dad didn’t see many deer. In fact, I think he said he only saw one small buck from a long distance. That was it.
Until he got home.
(Without a deer. lol)
That’s when he saw two buck in the backyard the next morning. Another deer that night on his regular walk. And a fourth one the next day in the same neighborhood.
It was Deer Central back at home – where they can’t be hunted.
Now, dad’s pretty good at manifesting what he wants, so this was something of a puzzle to him.
He said the best he could figure out was that mom’s intention ran counter to his, and her parting words got in his vibrational field.
(I didn’t tell him that I was also vibing “safe and sound deer” when he told me he was going hunting.)
So dad’s vibing deer (or he thinks he is, anyway), mom’s vibing no deer, I’m vibing safe and sound deer … is it any wonder that a good hunter on a mountain packed with deer would see virtually none? – until he returns home, that is? lol
Sorry, dad, I still think it’s funny.
(Easy for the vegetarian to laugh.)
But his experience reminds me of how we often see this happen.
Like, I always find the cutest swim suits in the middle of winter. And Russ’ bowling partner scores really high in practice but really low in tournaments. And I always seem to be in the mood for dessert at the Mexican restaurant. (Flan is not my idea of a good time.) But at cheesecake factory my sweet tooth is nonexistent.
It’s the charge, isn’t it?
The need, the tension, the anxiety – no matter how slight it is. That’s what keeps us from the lighthearted, easy place where things manifest best.
Alan Cohen’s daily message this morning was this: “If you need it, you can’t have it.”
I think this is why Taylor Hicks won American Idol in season five – he didn’t care too much about it! And I think that’s how my foster kitties finally got adopted – I stopped fretting over them.
So the morale of dad’s deer hunt story is to know that it truly is possible to curse someone else’s deer hunt. ha – no, just kidding!
The real morale is .. well, there is no morale. It’s just a plain old good time. Deer, no deer, dessert, no dessert, high scores, low scores, cute suits or not – it’s all good.
As we release the need for things to be different than they are, we can’t help but enjoy five days of traipsing through the woods with no deer in sight. And laugh the next day about how deer moved to the suburbs.
I’m curious about your take on this … have you experienced a similar situation? Or do you see LOA at work here in an entirely different way? Would love to hear your thoughts!