Toward dawn I fainted and found myself hovering over my body. Oapiche was nearby surrounded by a shining blue light. He gestured to me to follow him and we walked together to the edge of the mountain. “The people of all Nations are the children of Tam Apo. All are here to learn and will live on as Soul when they leave this world. All are your brothers, no matter what their Nation. A major cycle is coming to an end and you’ll see many changes in your life. The only way to survive these changes is to pray daily and look for Spirit’s guidance. Listen to Spirit speak in the laughter of a child, in the wail of the wind, in the piercing cry of a hawk. Look for its light when you see a fawn, a sunrise, or a fragile mountain flower.”
The vision faded and I pondered his words, wondering if I had misunderstood. The people of my tribe were my brothers, but not the Piegan or the Crow. They were our enemies. What could this great cycle change that he referred to be? His words stirred up many new thoughts. My mind finally quieted and I began to listen to the wind blowing through the trees. It called me to awaken and go further than I had ever gone before, to defy the limitations of my physical body and return home to Tam Apo.
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