OneidaDreamer

I was walking in a forest and and white wolf came out in front of me. I felt no fear. She seemed to approve of me. She came by me and sniffed me. She had red glowing eyes. Then she muzzled me and I started to talk to her. She seemed to want me to meet someone. So a younger wolf came sauntering out of the bush and ran up to me and we wrestled around. I was really fun! Then the female joined in. I think the younger was either gray or black.

Meanwhile a large black wolf appeared ahead of us about 3 yards. It was their Chief. I was so awed. His power was immense! I know we talked, but I can't recall what about. I think I was playing with one of his children. and the white was his mate. It was an honor. I invoked the gods that night.

Before I met the wolves; I was walking through this meadow. There were mountains to the North of me. In the meadow there were all these strange plants, the likes I've never seen before. The air around me was filled with this white fuzzy stuff. There was liek this haze in the air. It seemed snowy out, but it was plant fibre.

So I grabbed a handful of the stuff off the ground. And it was not like milkweed silk, or cotton. Even softer was this stuff. It was sunset turning into dusk. I felt no fear. I was elated and free. I think I ran with my wolf kin.

Maybe that young wolf was me and I was being shown something, perhaps given a gift of power...

2lineCarrandMorgan

oh and i was just goina sit back and enjoy

ill say i had to finsh reading your storys i read owl
and now white wolf enjoyed both of them.

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its said by Deganwidah,
I am Deganwidah, and with the Five Nations confederate lords I plant the tree of the Great Peace. . . . Roots have spread out from the Tree . . . and the name of these Roots is the Great White Roots of Peace. If any man or any nation outside the Five Nations shall show a desire to obey the laws of the Great Peace . . . they may trace the Roots to their source . . . and they shall be welcomed to take shelter beneath the Tree. . . .
for my Dad
then again somtimes i see a woman in the trees she only looks at me and i can only look at her i m what she is now....i thank her as i see her... then somedays i see her as she was and that i will never be,and still we look at each other,
hello my Mother my sister today i saw you more than befor ,now i know i have a need more to walk with you here than ever i knew befor. Thank you

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“Something is at work in all of us,”
Peter Kinew


Life isn't about waiting for the storm to pass..It's about learning to dance in
the rain.
for the wolf