Deepening my connection to Swamiji – 1

My first opportunity for feeling closer to Swamiji came when the Ananda Palo Alto Lay Members group spent a weekend at what was then called the Ananda Seclusion Retreat (now called the Ananda Meditation Retreat). This is the first property Swami Kriyananda purchased and where he first started Ananda in 1968.

I drove up with my friend, Marilyn (now known as Manisha). It was my first time visiting the Seclusion Retreat and I’m pretty sure it was her first time as well.

To a city girl like me, Ananda Village already felt pretty much like traveling to the boonies, and the Seclusion Retreat was even farther into the wilderness. We had gotten a little lost on the way and ended up arriving after dark. As we made our way along the dark paths, I remember being startled by a small herd of deer running right by us. We definitely were outside of civilization as I knew it!

That first night there was some kerfuffle around accommodations. One of our group members was in a wheelchair, but the door of the house to which she had been assigned was too narrow for her chair. Things got switched around in such a way that another woman and I ended up in that house instead.

Now, I heard people calling the house “Swami’s Dome,” but I assumed that was just its name. Similar to being at Ananda Assisi, where they have rooms called “St Francis” and so forth. It wasn’t until the end of the retreat that I discovered I had literally spent the weekend in Swami’s dome, where he had lived for years.

Furthermore, it was usually only available for ministers who wanted to take seclusion. So, it was only due to a completely unusual combination of circumstances that I ended up staying there, sleeping in the loft area where Swamiji slept.

It truly felt like a gift from Divine Mother. 🙏

Magnificent creature

Living out in the boonies as we do, I’m accustomed to seeing deer literally every single day.

But I still find it wonderful to encounter one of these beautiful guys while out on an evening walk.

What I miss

When I lived in Italy and then Switzerland for four years, I could tell it was time for a visit stateside when I started craving Mexican food.

It was virtually impossible to get good Mexican food in Lugano. Likewise Chinese food; there were a few restaurants but they were ridiculously expensive and not nearly as good as what I was used to from twenty-plus years of living in San Francisco.

Well, I’m realizing a similar thing is happening due to this long stay in Sacramento: I woke up this morning to the realization that I haven’t seen a deer in over six weeks, which is unheard of for someone who lives at Ananda Village.

Here in Sacramento we see lots of squirrels and there are even a few wild turkeys in the neighborhood, but nary a deer or coyote or bear in sight.

Who knew that I would miss them?

Practicing compassion

Before…
…and after

Our local deer are helping me to grow spiritually.

How? Well, this is the time of year when all the vegetation is so dried out that the deer begin eating plants they would usually avoid.

So, the “deer resistant” flowers that I was so excited to plant a few weeks ago? The photos tell the story.

Notice the lush growth in the bottom right of the before pic, and how it’s almost entirely gone in the after photo.

Before…
…and after

I actually caught a doe and her fawn red-handedly chomping on my butterfly bush one day! As a result I find myself more resentful than appreciative when I see deer around the community.

But then I remember that they’re desperate and I do my best to practice compassion.

Which is how the deer are helping me to grow spiritually!

Before…
…and after

My first fawn sighting of the year

I didn’t think twice about the presence of a deer as I walked to my car this morning. I mean, we see deer all. the. time.

But after I was already in the car I realized this was a mama deer, watching over her fawn. I didn’t want to start the car and immediately scare them away, so I grabbed my phone and took a few photos through the window.

After a moment I discovered that there were two mama and fawn families. Too sweet for words!

I guess I’ll never be blasé about baby fawns.

The first olive

So, this little olive tree was munched way down by the deer (or other critters) about a year and a half ago.

But it was a birthday gift from dear friends, so I just kept watering it in hopes that it would rebound.

It’s had healthy looking new growth at the bottom for quite some time, but today — I discovered the first olive!

This is so heartening, on so many levels. 🥰

Garden plans and woes

This azalea started blooming in May.

In late July it was still going strong (I even wrote a blog post about it).

Well, here it is late September, it’s still blooming like crazy, and I’m beginning to think this amazing plant deserves a nice big pot outside on the patio where it can really spread out.

Of course, that means figuring out a way to keep our resident deer from eating it up!

Which is particularly pertinent at the moment because the deer (or some other critters) have started eating the alyssum that I planted about a month ago — after researching and confirming that alyssum was something deer wouldn’t eat.

Ha!

I guess it’s time to call in one of our professional landscaper friends and get some down-to-earth advice before proceeding any further.

Something about the deer…

We see so many deer here at Ananda Village that you’d think it would become old hat.

But no…! Somehow I never get bored with seeing them, especially when there’s a fawn in the vicinity.

So, here’s a photo of some deer hanging out in our front yard when I got back from my morning walk.

Morning walk encounters

I almost always encounter deer on my morning walks.

In this instance, the mother deer was completely indifferent to my presence, but her little fawn was too nervous to follow after her….at first.

But once he decided to go for it, he really went for it!

“Awa’ to the Hills” — performed by Derek Bell on the Mystic Harp 2 — seemed like the perfect accompaniment for this sweet moment in time.

Walking buddies

Look who I encountered as I set out for my walk this morning!

Of course, we didn’t actually walk together, but it was lovely starting my morning with a little deer communion.

I’m pretty sure these are the same fawns who were born next to our house a month or maybe six weeks ago; the photo below caught one of them resting by the house about a week later. They start out so vulnerable, so it’s nice to see them growing strong and healthy.