Spirit Hunter
Resurrects the innocent child

I follow Desiree the Deer yet hardly do you appear
my intuition shifted my gears when my Pineal gland heard a whisper to land here and my two eyes spotting the deer I wondered to myself of what am I here to be a seer
Regeneration caught my conscious attention and I began to read with concentration the revealing synchronization of the night last month when the flow of expansion received celestial catalyzation
It’s been 30 minutes now since the flow has included connection-tears with no cessation near, until I stop the rhyming and go deep
The soul-expansion leg of my spiritual journey was fueled in part by the confluence of two powerful river flows — the convergence of Saturn and Jupiter in my constellation and the solstice
the next night my first work of prosetry emerged
tonight the Deer’s story about deer reminded me of a very special moment that night, as I then waxed:
Will wonder never cease, I am not alone — the silhouettes of a herd of deer dart across the road perhaps 40 yds yonder, disappearing into the leafless thicket as suddenly as they had appeared
I have gone for a walk or two or even three every night since and have not seen even a single other deer
A few hours after the emergence of The Flow, I wrote a second piece of prosetry:
in which I reinterpreted the events of the night:
While now quite different, an earlier version of this poem entitled The Flow, Poem inspired by my Muse and a 17-minute walk at 2 am under the stars, was published in ILLUMINATION on 12.23.20. That piece was focused on going with the flow; this piece focuses more on the influence that spirits, angels, souls and deities have on, and ever-presence in, us. Everyone has access to god — I am not special (in that way ;) ).
Anthi, do you see it as you are coming up with the perfect titles for this piece as the connection flow is welling up again and so many open portals begin to tell me I must soon lie down, or bundle up and recalibrate in nature, 14 degrees F with zero degree wind-chill be damned
I can wear as many layers of clothes as there are synchronicities in this story, which I shall end with what Desiree has to say about the significance of deer, which speaks to me so much more than that night when I thought Gaia was just keeping an eye on me and announcing her presence:
If I look for the deer as a totem animal the following description appears on the Spirit Animal website:

Gentleness
Ability to move through life and obstacles with grace
Being in touch with inner child, innocence
Being sensitive and intuitive
Vigilance, ability to change directions quickly
Magical ability to regenerate, being in touch with life’s mysteries
Hmm… I really don’t know if the deer is my totem animal, but I like what I see. Intuitive. Check. Change directions quickly. Check. Magical ability to regenerate. Check.
Not long afterward, the idea for this publication sprung forth, and sprouted wings shortly after my completion of the integration of Greg and Marcus and I regeneratively declared in
I AM MARCUS!!!!






