A Call to Action: How We Can Share Our Planet Safely with Every Creature

Pixabay License for fox photo (photographer Jeanette Atherton)

The danger of standing water extends to swimming pools. Even a small frog or a tired songbird can get trapped. If you have a pool, you must have a safety mechanism for wildlife and amphibians. Consider installing a Frog Log, Skamper-Ramp, or other boarding steps. These simple safety precautions save lives. (Link to an article about swimming pools and safety for wildlife: https://www.humanegardener.com/wildlife-and-swimming-pools/)

Our responsibility to keep our property safe also extends to removing hazardous debris we leave behind, especially near natural water bodies.


RETURN TO MYSTICAL ANIMALS OF ANCIENT OAK

Copyright – Photograph taken by Cynthia Fain June 1998

Tonight I am writing from a very magical place called Raphine, Virginia in Rockbridge County. Imbued with primordial ambiance, this area sits nestled between the Blue Ridge and Allegheny Mountains, where clean air and crystal blue skies abound. Woodlands, meadows and farms surround us and song bird melodies fill the air.

As the sunsets, a pink glow hovers over the mountains, and the creatures of the night emerge from their hidden realms. Darting fireflies create a grand illumination streaking through the woods while opossums forage for food and coyotes journey on their nightly prowl.

Prior to my time in Virginia, I had been a lifelong Montgomery County Maryland resident. A new era began for me in late 2010 when I moved to a cottage in Rappahannock County Virginia. Every morning was filled with magic, as I headed out to the forest and followed the trail to the creek. What an enchanted way to live, among nature and the foothills.

My plan  to have a one year hiatus, turned into a twelve year journey through the Blue Ridge of Virginia. My adventures wove through Rappahannock County, Rockbridge County, Charlottesville, Virginia and finally off to Culpeper, Virginia. Throughout the years in Virginia, I reflected back to one of the most memorable times in my life, in the community of Ancient Oak in Darnestown, MD. The healing spirit that Ancient Oak brought me was not lost throughout the challenges of time.

I will never forget my mother and I taking our first exciting drive to the Ancient Oak neighborhood. It was the summer of 1996 and we had suffered through too many years in a condo with noisy neighbors. As soon as we turned onto Chestnut Oak Drive, charming houses with large meadows and trees, evoked a feeling of an era which has sadly vanished.

Neighborhoods with meadows, forests and ponds have tragically been destroyed by cookie cutter – high density housing. Every time a new neighborhood is built – more wild places that once harbored song birds, deer, creeks and trees – are turned into a sterile universe. Where are the magical places for people to explore? Why does everything have to turn to concrete, technology and huge overpriced houses?

Mystical Animals of Ancient Oak, my first book (currently being edited for re-publishing) captured the stories of the animals and birds that lived in our yard and defined the root of our experience. Every day the squirrels, birds, chipmunks, raccoons, ground hogs and deer created a tapestry of stories that brought meaning, joy and healing to my life. Whether it was Black Matriarch Squirrel boldly chasing the other squirrels away, Old Timer in his great last climb up the oak tree, or Neighborhood Bully the feisty orange tabby cat patrolling our yard, each day was a magical unfolding.

In today’s world of lifeless developments, where are the adventurous green places to explore? People are so fascinated by technology such as apps, iPhones, lap tops and artificial intelligence – we need more emphasis on the importance of nature.

As the suburbs turned into these cloned subdivisions – people became totally disconnected from wildlife. The deer have taken an insane amount of violence and hatred. All these people complaining about wanting all the deer killed – they are sitting on what was once the deer’s home, trails, and food source. I have never understood all this displaced anger on the deer. Every time we drive our cars, we are driving on what was once earth. We cannot imagine how a huge highway might have once been a forest, because all we see is our world of conveniences.

Whenever I see any animal that has been hit and killed on the roads, I always say a prayer. We may never know the amount of suffering caused to the animal kingdom by our driving and hitting all these animals. They too had their daily lives, and missions that tragically were cut short.

My message here is that our daily lives need to be more intertwined with a deep seated awareness of how much we need to give back to the planet and the creatures. Living in the Blue Ridge, nature is always around you; whether it is the mountains, the forests or farms. But upon returning to the suburbs, the air pollution, traffic, and concrete jungle are the challenges we face.

The stories of our time in Ancient Oak are profoundly important reminders of what we stand to lose if we do not take compassionate, focused care of the planet and her creatures. Finding the power and importance of the animals and their stories is a monumental key to preserving and restoring our environment – for humanity and well as the animals.

Always travel through your day with the awareness of the preciousness of all of life. Learn to see the stories in all the animals around you. Nature is asking us to step back into awareness, compassion and reconnection with her cycles. May everyday be a mystical journey with an abundance of nature and adventures.

Copyright – Cynthia Fain – July 23, 2024

STEPPING STONES TO HEALING- A JOURNEY THROUGH SOUTH VALLEY PARK

Photograph of South Valley Park – Copyright Cynthia Fain – taken in 2007

The odyssey of my healing commenced with my mother’s triumphant survival
over a life-threatening health ordeal in March 1990. Buried in the tapestry of
my memories, was a magical place called South Valley Park. It seemed like
another lifetime when I rode my bike around the park’s ponds during my
melancholy high school years.

After my mother returned home from the hospital in April 1990, a fresh
chapter of exploration unfolded within the serenity of South Valley Park. As I
descended the hill, on a balmy spring afternoon, a cascade of emotions engulfed
me.  In the distance, the reflective canvas of Walkers Pond glistened with ripples of water. The pond was bordered by lush woodland, and a whimsical creek which gracefully
wound its way through the heart of the park.

Finding places of healing is profoundly important for us all, especially
during these times of so much stress. Nature provides a solace, and we need to
prioritize preserving as much of our natural resources as possible. With people
spending so much time in frustrating traffic and sitting in offices with
technology, getting out into nature is vital to our mental and physical health.

In the months and years after my mother’s recovery, South Valley Park became
my daily ritual. In this place of tranquility, time seemed to slow, and the
park, became not just a destination but a journey through family memories and
exciting new vistas.

I encourage people to find respectful and compassionate relationships with
nature. As a frequent visitor to South Valley Park I became a protective
guardian of the creatures there. Sadly, people left fishing line and hooks in
the ponds, which resulted in deaths and injuries to waterfowl and turtles. When
injured wildlife was spotted, our wildlife rescue team (including myself) sprang
into action, and rushed the ailing waterfowl or turtle to our local licensed
wildlife rehabilitator.

In my role as a guardian of the park, I forged connections with a myriad of
its inhabitants, and among them, Mr. Drake stood out—a flightless duck that
made the Theater Pond his home. Defying the odds, he navigated the waters, a
courageous survivor without the sanctuary of a protective island. Vulnerable to
potential threats from predators or untethered dogs his resilience struck a
chord within me. This unique bond blossomed into a friendship that later became
a wellspring of inspiration for my first book, “Mystical Animals of
Ancient Oak.”

The enchanted hour preceding sunset was my favorite time for a walk, when
the very soul of nature awoke, serenaded by the chorus of birds bidding farewell
to the day’s dwindling sunlight. Weaving between the pond and the creek was an
invitation to embark on a twilight journey. After thunderstorms, I ran to the
bridge straddling the creek, and felt the powerful water racing under me.

During a torrential storm, a helpless duckling struggled to stay afloat in
the currents of the creek. Peeping loudly and fighting against the rushing
water, he looked close to drowning. I wasted no time calling a friend of mine
that worked for the Department of Natural Resources and he quickly rushed to
the park. Using a net, the duckling was rescued from the perilous creek, and
placed in the pond with a mother duck and her brood. I thanked Curt for taking
time to come out and help an animal in need.

Passionate about being a park protector, I joined the Montgomery Village
Environment Committee in the early 1990’s. As a member of this important
committee we did water quality monitoring and voted on many important
environmental issues. My years on this committee and walks at the park were one
of the most important things I have ever undertaken. Being a part of your
community, whether it is parks, schools or other charitable work is incredibly
important. It gets you out of isolation and feeling detached, and you can
contribute to a good cause.

Adventure out into nature with compassion and awareness, and always look for
nature to teach you and heal you. I pray that places like South Valley Park
will remain protected from harm for eternity. I still walk the park, looking
for inspiration and communing with the ducks, birds, and all of nature.

Copyright – December 2023 – Cynthia A. Fain

TRANSFORMING OUR VIEWS OF WILDIFE THROUGH COMPASSION

Pixabay License – Photo by Alain Audet

I often wonder how humans came to view wildlife as things to be controlled
through acts of violence. Over many years of becoming educated about global
animal protection issues, the staggering abuse of wildlife became all too
apparent.

In the United States, our government agencies often resort to violence when
dealing with a variety of wildlife issues. Anyone who has read my blog entries
over the last several years will see that I am very passionate about the need
for an entirely new perspective on wildlife.

Looking at the current trend of building densely packed suburbs full of
human conveniences, we have long forgotten the needs of wildlife. Where were
the plans for the needs of wildlife put, in any of these suburban designs?
These days if people see coyote or deer in their neighborhood, they act like
they don’t belong there. They forget – all their houses are built on what was
once the animal’s habitat.

This rampant deforestation is having devastating effects on wildlife, migratory
birds, water quality, air quality and human’s quality of life. Forests are
destroyed and land has been totally fragmented and paved over. Why can’t we
find a way to integrate more forest and greenspace among our human suburbs?

People act offended when deer come in their yard and eat their landscaping.
Why don’t people put themselves in the place of deer and find out what it is
like to have to navigate mansions where your habitat once was? Deer and other
wildlife are forced to cross busy roads and so often get brutally injured or
killed. Instead of viewing them as being in our way – please have compassion for the
injuries they suffer trying to find their way among human chaos.

Often I have attended local government meetings where homeowners complain
about deer and demand that more and more deer must be killed. I have
attended meetings in which the level of hysteria over deer was truly
frightening. So much ignorance and hatred has come over people regarding deer
populations. The first thing to remember is that wild animals roamed where your
houses are. They have had their habitat destroyed by human encroachment. How
were deer and other wild animals supposed to cross super highways? In a recent blog post I mentioned the incredible wildlife over passes that have been built to aide wildlife in areas where there are high mortalities. This is a major step in the right direction. 

Tonight is Thanksgiving, a time to honor the compassion and gratitude in
life. It is very important – to extend compassion to all those who are
vulnerable, be they human or animal. I came across a story on You Tube about a
woman who volunteered in Nigeria and came across a starving, abandoned baby.
Here is the link to the story: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2X-TlYEBVOI.
I loved this story. It shows how one act of stepping forward and providing
compassionate assistance, can lead to magical transformations.

One of the reason’s that I am posting the link to this story is because it
seems that some of the callous attitudes in modern times, are due to people losing
touch with deeper compassion. Attitudes have become too materialistic and not
focused enough on seeing the bigger picture in life. 

Why not dedicate a place in your yard for wildlife to seek refuge? Observe their patterns and get to know them. That will lead to break throughs in your ability to see solutions to living with these animals instead of building black metal gates to keep them out. One of the most disturbing trends today is the use of bow hunters to kill deer in the suburbs. Impaling deer with arrows is a sadistic and brutal way to deal with their presence among us.

If you look at the struggles we have created for wildlife, and further look
at the horrific violence (sport hunting, managed hunts, poisons, traps etc.),
we as humans, are quite lucky to have all the conveniences of cars, Internet,
google maps, grocery stores etc. Before we sanction more violence and animosity towards
deer etc., step back and ask yourself what can you learn from the deer? I truly
believe that all this hatred of deer in the suburbs is reminding people how far
we have come from living in harmony with nature and valuing nature. The whole
paradigm of reactive violence to wildlife needs to shift into a more
compassionate and holistic perspective.

Both human and animal lives deserve compassion. I hope people will look at
the deeper picture that is facing humanity when it comes to environmental and
wildlife issues. We need to add more forests and wildlife habitat into our
development plans. This needs to happen now and become the norm. People need
the songs of birds, clean air and sparkling streams and so do all life forms.
Trying to control species through violence is not the answer. Like the story mentioned in the link above, great and inspiring change comes from seeing the deeper picture in life and administering compassion.

Part Two – Powers of Observation

I will continue to discuss the subject of Powers of Observation. Our tendency to accept animal  fatalities on our roads as a normal by product of our daily, busy lives, is truly sad. This is something that gets so little attention, but we need to take responsibility for taking time to learn how to avoid hitting wildlife, and of course human pedestrians. I believe that most of this could be avoided by making it a priority to slow down and concentrate on driving. We are way too distracted and anxious today. I have attended many civic organization and environmental meetings over the last two decades. Listening to most of the people who come to these meetings you would think that deer are being singled out as being all wrong, way too many of them, and they need to be eradicated. If these groups adhered to the concept of Powers of Observation – these people and organizations would honor what the deer have to go through in order to live among the human chaos. Instead, most of what I have heard over the year’s when attending meetings is that the deer are nothing but a nuisance. I differ with that, and believe they might think we are a nuisance to them. What I would suggest, is that if we had developed our cities and suburbs with a far more holistic, humane, compassionate and ecologically balanced view, all the wildlife, including deer, would have their travel ways, their habitat and their way of life honored. Instead, what we have ended up with is severe loss of forest habitat, massive forest fragmentation, killing off of large predators such as mountain lions, severely degraded watersheds, way too much impervious surface etc. Furthermore, we totally forgot to included wildlife in our traffic plans. Can you imagine being a deer or other wild animal and ending up having your habitat totally paved over, and then have to cross a mega highway? Well, that is the mess our wildlife face. So when I hear about all the outrage about deer, I say well what the heck did we ever do to honor them to begin with? We absolutely must get back to a far more compassionate and responsible way of living on the planet. I believe that much of what is blamed on the deer is just a severe reflection of what humanity is doing to the ecosystem. I have a homework assignment for anyone reading this blog. The next time you get angry at a deer or some other wild animal – walk in their shoes! Start a journal and see what it would be like to become that animal for a day or a week. Keep a list of all the things you see that animal having to go through to manage around traffic, people etc. As I have written in previous journal entries – I have been a long time member of both the civic, and environmental movement, but I hold very different views about deer and other wildlife issues. And I strongly believe we way over persecute deer instead of honoring them. I always see the environmental and civic groups holding “deer forums”. In all these cases there is usually nothing but a forum for people to continue blaming deer and not seeing what the deeper ills are. Deer don’t always cause car  accidents. We cause an enormous amount of these deer auto collisions. And I have written a paper based on my own experiences and this paper teaches people how to avoid hitting wildlife. I am 53 years old and have never hit a deer. and that folks is not an accident. It is entirely due to SLOWING DOWN and honoring life. Folks, it works. SLOW DOWN and RESPECT LIFE. In my next blog entry I will discuss many of the things that are typically blamed on deer and how we need to re-frame this view. We will discuss the concept of promoting and using non violence to deal with deer issues.