Stories and Meditation

Hi, I'm Jane Fendelman. Thank you for joining me on this important and grand journey. These stories are very old and very new. They will speak to your bones, mend your heart, and transform you, at a subconscious level, in your dream time. I honor your God's, I drink at your well, and I come to our meeting place with an undefended heart. I will not negotiate by withholding, and I have no cherished outcome.

In ancient times there was a legend. A legend called "The Albino Deer". It was said that any hunter who could touch the doe would be blessed for life and always have successful hunting, his family would never go hungry. But try as they might, no hunter could ever touch the deer. In fact, they could scarcely get near her. She could sense them as they even thought to approach her. She appeared to them to be almost a ghost.
One day a wise young hunter came, his intent was to touch the deer. He came to her forest, and in his pocket he had lumps of sugar. He searched for the place where his heart told him to wait for her. He found a clearing, a large circle where the trees were well back, and he sat in the middle. He took out the sugar and held it in his palm, and there he sat. For three days he waited, on the third day he saw a faint, white wisp behind the trees, just like a ghost. His heart leaped, but he asked himself to be calm. The albino deer had appeared, and hidden behind the trees. She circled him, and observed him, from behind the trees for three more days. Then on the third day, she came out from behind the trees, and into the clearing, and she circled him from a distance for three more days. Sometimes closer, and sometimes farther. Still, the young hunter did not stir. He watched her, just as he had watched the moon. With a loving gaze, ever offering his sugar in his outstretched hand. He could feel her move nearer and farther, like the tide of an ocean. He could feel himself fatigue and withdraw, and then regain himself a new. There was a pull, a pulsation, an invisible motion between them and an expanse that was apart of something vast and new and very old. On the third day then she approached him. In just a way, she was close enough to touch. He did not stir, but watched her openly. She sniffed him, circled him, and then for three more days, they read each other's energy, and made a silent dance together and apart. They stared into each other's eyes. They saw love and fear there. Then on the third day, the albino deer bent down her head, and took the sugar from his palm. When she did her soft nose touched his hand, he was blessed, he knew in that moment. Not only with bountiful hunting, but blessed by his trust in the invisible realm, which bestowed upon him the wealth of her trust. He knew he had stepped through a door and found his own greatness. He rose, and walked into the woods, and she by his side, he hunted like he had never done before. He knew right where the game was, and when he launched his arrow, and it landed true, and the prey fell instantly dead. From that day on, she would appear, the albino deer. Right by his side and run with him while he hunted. When they were looking eye to eye, they saw fear and love. When love arises it shines its light on anything that is unlike it and the marriage of opposites in order to love the higher love that love, we must agree to beauty of our dark side. Our unlovable side. Love, and agree to be loved ugly. As soon as we make that leap, we are freed into the expanse. That is the infinite. However, ego and personality will fight you on this point, your agenda to get what you want, fulfill your picture, create the experience of chasing the leaf through the water, your own wig just keeps pushing it away from you. To see another, really see them, not your picture of what they should be, is the most extraordinary experience, ordinary people can have. When you see one, really see them, they are healed, they will bond to you. The most basic need for hum beings is to be witnessed. Scientific studies have found that children who were ignored growing up, fair far worse than those who were beaten. You will have reasons not to trust or love. You will have logic to protect you from pain. You will have a version to ugliness.

“You are the expert on your life, my job is to help you realize your full potential, step into your power and live out of your passion.” ~Jane Fendelman, MC

Jane offers private sessions with individuals on all topics from career, finances, love, and weight loss all the way to severe childhood trauma including physical, mental, emotional and sexual abuse.

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