While battling cancer breast cancer during the pandemic, I walked daily to exchange energy with Mother Earth in my neighborhood. Almost everyday, I saw this bunny. At first, it would create distance between us, but not completely disappear, like the other bunnies did. I started gently talking to the bunny and making a certain clicking noise upon my approach to his/her feeding area. After a few weeks, the bunny didn’t move when I reached the area. This bunny wasn’t fearful of me. In fact, it started to move closer to me. I knew from the missing part of its ear, he/she must have battled something in their past, just like I was battling cancer. For well over a year, I found comfort in our daily visit. These visits were gifts. I treasured them. In those moments, my pain would subside. I always cleaned the area of trash left behind by others, upset at their lack of care and respect for our land. In some way, I felt that bunny was a sign that nature’s energy acknowledging my fears and telling me everything would be ok. One day, the bunny was gone. Although I don’t see the bunny anymore, our connection will last through my story telling.