The animals are confused. They have noticed we human beings are suffering. They have gathered about me to convey their concern.
“What can be done?” I ask. “I have been through the dark tunnel of despair. I am loathe to go there again. The air inside the void is stagnant yet fraught wit
h turbulence and electricity. It smells sour. The land is picked clean. It has become barren, a desert. The people are starving. They are dirty because there is no water left for them to wash and they have abandoned the search. They are so entrenched in their own inner pain, they cannot see beyond the horizon. I do not want to enter there again! If I survive the dream walk, I will emerge weak and vulnerable myself.”
I hear Hummingbird laugh. He is laughing at me! I am angered by this and my belly begins to boil. Annoyed, I reply to Hummingbirds laughter.
“I was ordered not to re-enter the dark realm.” But even as I utter the words, I realize my ego was the voice which did the ordering. I take a deep breath and calmly exhale. Smiling now, I thank Hummingbird. He is very wise. Humbly, I admit I have been allowing my ego to rule my destiny. My instinct now is to return to the awareness of my heart. My heart is the safest place to be. (more…)
