The plight of the Deer Clan

Today a situation has come up, that yet again  puts a part of the previously posted journey “The Grievances of the Clan Guardians ” from September back into sharp focus:

Hunting season is upon us – and yet again the Grievances of the Deer Clan, so eloquently voiced, are laying before me in form of several garbage bags -dumped into the bushes- filled with ripped Deer hides, hoofs and tails and the Animal’s heads sadly looking at me out of broken eyes.

I am upset, finding these on she side of rarely traveled concession roads and – in the dump at the cross-roads. It is not the hunting – giving up their lives that I or the Clan Guardian of the Deer object to – it is the mindless, honor-less discarding of the hides and the“not honoring of the Spirit of the Animal” that is so very evident in this kind of sportsmanship. To me, this is yet another sad evidence of the Broken Hoop in modern society.

The situation is even sadder, because I know these Animals – personally.

The Dow and her now almost grown Fawn used to come out every evening to graze on the clearing besides the small road, where I found them – less than a kilometer away from our land.

Here they were- in better times full of precious Life

Yes, I meanwhile found the gentleman called D. 

He works for a wildlife butcher and would be sooooo very glad, if he could give away free into good hands a huuuuge amount of raw Deer hides to anyone who is willing to take one, tan it him/herself, bring it to a taxidermist to do the work ( cost about $ 250.00) – or at least put down Tobacco and Sage as gifts for the Spirits.

I have put aside money from the donations basket on our family altar ( where patients and clients put something for us to use) and I will tan and cure at least 2 hides.

Is there anyone here, who would join me and also take a hide?

Please contact me!

Thank you for listening.

Mi-Shell