The Deer Mother and Her Basket of Starlight

The Deer Mother arrives—silent and luminous, crowned with antlers glowing with ancient, celestial fire. Owika owistaro, rato rato rawa, the deer hearder of high mountain places, that runs across the land by the stream.

She stands at the edge of a whispering forest, her eyes reflecting the mysteries of the cosmos. With the full moon rising and the Pleiades—the Seven Sisters—twinkling their blue flames above, I feel a secret call from our original starlight worlds, a gentle invitation to call back my light. The Deer Mother senses this cosmic alignment and, with a graceful nod, beckons me to follow. I step softly through snow-laced shadows, listening to the hush of trees and the rhythm of my own heart. As I accept her invitation and climb onto her strong, graceful back, we ascend together—up silvered steps of moonbeams, beyond tangled branches, past the shimmering moon, and right into the tapestry of stars. With every step, my spirit lightens. I remember ancient songs and radiant codes of renewal that dance in my blood. The air sparkles with the music of galaxies, and I feel the embrace of my starlight kin—welcoming me home across the endless night. In this sacred space, wrapped in the arms of the Deer Mother and the light of the Pleiades, I gather gifts of hope, wisdom, and luminous purpose—seeds of magic ready to blossom when I return. As dawn’s first blush touches the world, the Deer Mother carries me gently back to earth. Her antlers shimmer with starlight, weaving cosmic codes into my being. I return grounded and radiant, carrying the memory of my starlit origins and the promise of new beginnings. Tonight, I trust in the Deer Mother’s guidance. With every step forward, I remember: my soul is woven from stardust, my heart is a lantern of light, and I am here—to remember, to heal, and to shine.