The huge animal’s head was at least ten times the size of his own. He knew it was real, he could not deny what he was seeing, and that he was feeling the hot breath of Great White Buffalo in his face. Yet, he could not comprehend the animal being just inches away, so he just sat there and stared.
“You have hurt a lot of people, and there is a lot of work to be done, so come walk with me”, the great animal spoke without moving his lips. They walked together into the large herd of buffalo, and Red Hawk stuck close to the White Buffalo’s left side. Normally Red Hawk would have been crushed by the menacing herd, but they simply parted for the Great White, as if a great chief were walking by.
The White Buffalo began speaking to his mind about all the wrong things he had done, and the way he had hurt people. There were times that Red Hawk stopped in his tracks. He only remembered pieces of what he heard. Then they would walk on, and he would hear more of his cutting lodges with a knife, yelling at people, throwing water on cooking fires, and many more. He began weeping, with tears streaming down his face.
Then the worst of it came. The Great White Buffalo told Red Hawk about four different women he had beaten, three of them badly, when they had rejected him. This broke him into a thousand pieces, and he fell to his knees. He could not believe he had done such a thing, yet flashes came to his mind and he remembered the women. He remembered the anger he felt, so it must be true. He let out a scream of grief which could be heard for miles, and he wept bitterly.
He could not remember much after that, other than a warm yellow light shining on him from the heavens. He lay on the ground holding his head, wanting to die, weeping until long after dark.
He did not remember sleeping, but the next morning he woke to a small pile of wild vegetables, and berries next to him. The White Buffalo was off in the distance, as if he was guarding Red Hawk to keep him safe. He heard the Buffalo say, “Eat, Red Hawk, you will need your strength”. He had forgotten what food tasted like, and it did help him. The huge white animal walked over when he had finished and said, “I need to show you something, but you must be willing. It will be a vision.” Red Hawk shook his head yes, and closed his eyes.
Suddenly in his mind he saw flashes of light, mountains, rivers, the great sea, ten thousand thoughts came flooding in all at once – and then he was flying. Into the heavens he soared, above the clouds, more flashes of light, streams, rivers, water flowing over rocks. Trees were waving in the wind.
And then he saw himself sitting in the snow, and the vision went deep into his mind. He saw something that did not look right. In his mind there was something that looked like tree branches but they were all twisted, and tangled. The White Buffalo’s voice told him, that blood was not flowing right in his mind. The vision went deeper, like searching the depths of the sea, and he saw something there. In his mind he saw….well it looked like…..it looked like a pebble. There was a pebble in his mind that should not be there. He saw it. And the Great White Buffalo told him that it was causing a problem with his blood flowing. There were more flashes of light and the vision ended….
Note: Next time healing comes to the Grie village. Thanks for reading!
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