Shamanic Vision: Living Life through the Eyes of the Heart Issue # 7: 2nd Quarter, 2018 | Page 27

All the while, Grey Fox silently watched.
They did this until sundown, and then they returned home.
The next day, Grey Fox took Standing Deer to a new place. Here, there was a very thin Aspen that had
fallen over a narrow ravine. A rushing river ran at the bottom of the ravine, some forty feet below.
“Now, it is time for you to walk.”
Standing Deer moved towards the fallen Aspen.
He looked at the narrow trunk and closing his eyes, he took his first step. The trunk wobbled a bit under
his foot. He brought up is back foot and moved forward with great delicacy. “Yes...Deer Medicine.” He
breathed this into his heart.
The thin Aspen held steady as Standing Deer crossed the ravine.
Grey Fox nodded; “Now, return.”
Standing Deer moved with tremendous grace across the ravine. He did not rush, he did not linger. Instead,
he moved with commitment and with purpose.
Once he returned, he walked up to his teacher.
Grey Fox looked at the boy, nodded and then suddenly, pushed the young boy in the chest. Standing Deer
fell on is bottom!
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