“I have a question to ask you, Grandma.”
“What is it?”
“I’ve dreamt of ravens and black wolves in the past week. What does it means?” Bernadette asked.
Grandma Moses sat down, staring into Bernadette’s eyes. “Ravens are a good omen to our people. They are smart and teach us things. Wolves are also a noble brother to our people, but you say it was black wolves?”
Bernadette stared out the hospital window. “Yes . . . yes it was. There were many black wolves, and they howled so much in my dreams I thought they were outside the window.”
Grandma Moses took Bernadette’s hand and squeezed it. “There are always two wolves inside you. A white one and a black one: the white one is good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him and does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only fight when it is right to do so, and in the right way. But the black wolf is full of anger. The smallest thing will set him off. He fights everyone, all the time. He cannot think because his anger is so great. It is helpless anger, for anger will change nothing. It is hard to live with these two wolves inside you, for both seek to dominate your spirit.”
Bernadette looked at her grandma. “Which one wins, Grandma?”
“The one you feed. Now, get some sleep,” Grandma Moses said.
Bernadette’s eyes felt heavy. They closed on their own, like lead weights dropping. She began to dream. Large snowflakes fell. A wolf appeared beside her; it was white. Her hand brushed its fur—it was warm. They walked together, descending down a steep incline into a valley layered with snow. She looked up to the valley ridge and saw black shapes.
The valley was ringed with black wolves. They began to howl, a long rising wail echoed in the hills. She wasn’t afraid. Her right hand dug deeper in the white wolves’ fur as they walked.
She woke up to daylight outside the window. Big flakes of snow were falling. A nurse was standing over her, smiling. “Good to have you with us, Bernadette, I’m Nurse Marcia. I’m on days, and I’ll be unhooking you from these wonderful contraptions you’ve been attached to.”
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