It is gently snowing. Large size flakes fall very slowly to the ground. As you stand in the forest -- there are no sounds except a few birds in the trees. It is so quiet you can almost hear the snow fall. You close your eyes to listen to the quiet and feel the pure stillness. Snowflakes gently touch your face but you are not cold. There is a feeling of total peace. When you open your eyes, you see a doe looking at you. Still and quiet. You don’t move. You are enchanted. It’s a moment of pure bliss and joy.