The before days were wonderful. The before days were peaceful and safe. What are the before days you ask? It was the time before Bear Souls arrival on the Mother Earth. The time when Bear Soul belonged to the stars above. She use to dance with the other Spirits there. She use to sing and laugh and have no fear. But when it was time for Bears arrival here...she left the above land full of excitment...full of amazement. For she was now going to be able to finally feel all the Earth feelings. She had waited many seasons for this chance. Some of the Spirits in the above land never left. They had no desire to experience the Earths' form. In the above land, there was no pain, no sorrow, no fear or anger. But there was also something else missing. That great feeling of overcoming the hardships and challenges. The feeling of knowing that you had learned enough and were strong enough to make it. Bear arrived on Earth on a cold day during the Hard Freeze Moon. At first Bear enjoyed this Earth Walk. But within a few years, the fear started. It started as little glimpses of horrid events. Things that had happened to her. Things she didn't want to remember. Things that should never have happened. The more time she spent here, the greater became the fear. This continued on for years. All along, the once strong, proud bear was becoming meeker and quieter. Where she use to roar with joy at life, she became barely vocal. This went on for years and years. Things came into her life, but she barely noticed. More pain and hurt invaded her life, yet the numbness had taken control.
Let's now return to the brush.
Bear looks around. Hopeing no one else was around. She didn't see anything, so she slowly took a step out. First one paw, then another trembled out into the field by the stream. At last she reached the stream. She stopped to look into the crystal cool water, slowly slipping by. The sounds seeped into her raging mind. The birds, back in the brush, were chirping and singing to all that would listen. Their melodies dancing with the gentle breeze. The flutter of their hearts encased in each magical tone.
Over that way, was Crow in a tree. He was speaking to her of happiness and thankfullness at being alive. A light tapping began in Bears' heart. It was a very quiet tapping at first. The Crow was speaking of this moment being the begining or ending of her life...depending on her next step. That all of life's moments are such.
The streams' voice began to rise up to her. Splashing and swirling inside of her heart and soul. The raging in her mind and heart started to be replaced by the sweet voices surrounding her.
A crunch!
Bears head snaps up to see sparkling blue in a bush across the stream. She freezes. Those eyes stare deeply into her own. She feels the fear begin to rise again. She wants to turn and race off. Yet there is something there about those eyes. She can't turn away from them. There is something about the blue blazing at her.
"What is it?" she wonders. It is so familiar. It is as if she is looking into a mirror. She sees the same emotions that she's held down for so long. The same hurt and pain.
Bear steps into the edge of the stream and starts across. Those blue moons emerge from the bush. She sees they are set into a huge Wolf Soul. The Wolf Soul steps gently on down to the river. Bear stops in the middle of the flowing water, still being engulfed by the waves radiating from the Wolf Soul. As Bear comes up out on the other side of the river, Wolf meets her. Even thought they speak a different Earth language, they begin to connect by a much older voice. That voice of the Spirit. They begin to walk together. Sharing the joys they had originally invissioned in the above land. If you look carefully up at night and listen very well...
You can still see and hear the Bear Soul and Wolf Soul...
playing with each other and with life.
