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08-13-2016, 05:48 AM
I am standing on a valley floor, it is early morning and the sun has not come over the mountains yet. There is a soft gentle light in the sky, lighting my path just enough to travel through this thick fog. I can not see more than a few feet in front of me.
I sense that there is something up ahead even though i can not see it. I am now inching my way forward, every step purposeful, and i can hear the dried yellow grass crunching beneath my feet. I see a figure in the mist just a few feet in front of me. I stop and the figure stops too.
I take a step forward, and the figure steps forward. I can barely make out the persons outline, but something that stands out is the person is wearing all white make up all over their body. It is a man, and he is wearing moccasins with bright beautiful porcupine quills in a fancy zig zag pattern near the toes, and he is wearing a medium length loin cloth, his feet are not touching the ground, he is suspended in mid air.
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As I am looking at him, I notice he mimics everything that I do. From behind him my guide walks through the mist, and steps into the clear space in front of me, as if he just walked through a mirror.
"Do not stay too long" my guide says to me. I turn around to see what direction my guide is moving in, and when i look back the man is gone, and the mist has cleared. I ran after my guide and just as i am catching up to him, i ask... "What is the lesson today?"
"You have already had your lesson" he says to me.
"What lesson was that?" I ask him with a frown on my face, and my brow furrowed.
My guide stops and turns towards me and says "Your lesson was to recognize when you are seeing the past vs when you are seeing the future, today you failed. We will try again another day."
As I stood there without words, i tried to recall the sensations or anything that i could quantify, so i could recognize a feeling or a sense that i had about what i was seeing. For the life of me i could not find anything that stood out.
I awoke still going through the emotions, sensations, and instinctual feelings of the situation.
I sense that there is something up ahead even though i can not see it. I am now inching my way forward, every step purposeful, and i can hear the dried yellow grass crunching beneath my feet. I see a figure in the mist just a few feet in front of me. I stop and the figure stops too.
I take a step forward, and the figure steps forward. I can barely make out the persons outline, but something that stands out is the person is wearing all white make up all over their body. It is a man, and he is wearing moccasins with bright beautiful porcupine quills in a fancy zig zag pattern near the toes, and he is wearing a medium length loin cloth, his feet are not touching the ground, he is suspended in mid air.
As I am looking at him, I notice he mimics everything that I do. From behind him my guide walks through the mist, and steps into the clear space in front of me, as if he just walked through a mirror.
"Do not stay too long" my guide says to me. I turn around to see what direction my guide is moving in, and when i look back the man is gone, and the mist has cleared. I ran after my guide and just as i am catching up to him, i ask... "What is the lesson today?"
"You have already had your lesson" he says to me.
"What lesson was that?" I ask him with a frown on my face, and my brow furrowed.
My guide stops and turns towards me and says "Your lesson was to recognize when you are seeing the past vs when you are seeing the future, today you failed. We will try again another day."
As I stood there without words, i tried to recall the sensations or anything that i could quantify, so i could recognize a feeling or a sense that i had about what i was seeing. For the life of me i could not find anything that stood out.
I awoke still going through the emotions, sensations, and instinctual feelings of the situation.
