Path to Follow September 1, 1993
Always I continue looking for the answers that will help me understand not only what happened in the past, but what this story means for the future. So many nights I would pray for the help I needed to find my way. So when the dreams come, such as this, I understood I should pay close attention to the message. Of course I did not always comprehend the meaning or how it applied to my future, but still, we have the answers in us and sometimes they come in the form of a dream.
This morning I awoke from a dream where I had been looking for the owl I have lately dreamt about several times. At last I found it in a bush right outside our bedroom window. It was strange at this point as only dreams can sometimes be.
Patrick and I were talking to the owl, asking it to open its eyes and speak to us. It came into our home and when it did it morphed into a man, native from his look. He wanted us to come down to the Friendship Centre where the Elders would be. They would tell me my future.
While we walked to the center he changed back into an owl and flew ahead of us. He directed us to the right room on our arrival, changing back to a man. I am having trouble understanding just what happened with the elders at the table, it seems kind of mixed up, but then maybe this is not what is important.
They laid out some cards, then the man who brought us there had a picture in his hands to explain what the cards meant. Again I do not understand where the picture came from.
The image seemed very dark and negative. He explained there was a path coming down a mountain. He said I was trying to take a path I was not yet meant to be on. He said if I worked hard I would find myself on that path.
He told me other things but I could not hold on to them once I woke up. The only other piece I remember was me asking him why he came to see me, and he replied, “My feeling is it’s because of your mother and you will know.” There was also something about a nickel, but that too is lost. So I asked him if he could tell me about my past, but he told me he wasn’t sure, except that he knew there was an incident that involved two gun shots and two shells….was he referring to the shots which killed JFK?
I also asked him if he was the owl I heard calling to me in reality the week before, not in my dream. He said it was him, that I looked right at him, but although I knew where he was, I did not see him. I said, “Yes, I did know you were there and I dreamt about you that night also.”
While walking home Patrick went on ahead, leaving me to my thoughts. I turned to look behind and saw two huge birds coming towards me, one blue and the other red. I was watching them, trying to figure out what kind of birds they were. They looked like parrots, perhaps because of their bright colours. They flew right up to me and they each took one of my arms. At this point my daughter awakened me, so I do not know what happened or why the birds grabbed me.
Looking up the meaning of the colours I read the colour blue represents the road to the spirit world, its connection to us. The colour red represents the life we try to live (the good red road), at least for some native teachings. This is something mentioned in other dreams—red and blue being colours of the American and Cuban flags. The man mentioned this visit had to do with my mother, so these two flags are connected.
I feel it is important to mention this owl was a Great Grey that lived on our property. I often saw him as we were coming and going down the gravel road to town. Whenever I saw him near the house always I would try to go outside to watch him.
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