down out of respect to listen to them. As they started playing, the wind in the trees began to play along with them. Animals of all kinds appeared from nowhere; gathering around behind us, listening to them play; birds of every kind filling the trees. They played for an hour; it was a tune I had never heard Grandfather play before. They played together so well it was as if they were one and the same; their notes were inseparable as if one person was playing two flutes at the same time. When they stopped playing, everyone bowed their heads thanking GOD for their great gift of the flute.
They asked me if I would honor them by playing the tune I played for Cherrie at school (“The Spirit Dances within Me”) and it was with great honor that I accepted their gracious invitation. I played solo for them until dusk; as the animals watched me playing, I was taken to a spirit dream world where all were united as one. It was a vision of what could be if we would all be joined together in harmony. When I stopped playing, the animals were gone as if they were never there. Grandfather and Adam came to me and put their arms around me and told me that was the best that anyone had ever played. Catharine and Cherrie came to me with tears in their eyes, saying they were touched by my ability to reach their souls with such passion. Catharine asked me about the vision I had while I was playing, where we were all together as one, united together. She said, “I was there with you in your vision, I saw what you saw; what does this mean?” I told her I didn’t know, but if she saw the same things, that we should sit down with our grandfathers and talk to them about what we had seen. Catharine and I walked over to our grandfathers and asked to talk to them for a moment alone because we had a question to ask them. They agreed to sit down with us. But before we could say a word, they asked us, “Is this about the vision you two shared while Jacob played?”
“Yes, how did you know?” All they did was smile at us and say that it was of the days ahead for the two of us; that the things we saw would be revealed in the time and manner that it was supposed to happen; that the two of us were chosen to meet at this time and place before we were born, and we would come together again. Now is not the time for Catharine and me but the time would come, and that is a promise. “The two of you are one spirit, one mind – you are unified for all time,” Grandfather said.
When we walked away, we didn’t know any more than we did before.
Cherrie came over to us and told me that I was the best student in her class and probably the best she had the privilege to teach in the twelve years of her teaching. She also told us to listen to what the old ones had told us, that it was our destiny. What were they not telling us; what did everyone seem to know that we didn’t? Cherrie told us that she also had a vision about Catharine and me the year she saw my name registered for her class, a whole year before she had met me. Only now is she starting to understand some of it.
She said she remembered my Grandfather and her Grandfather getting together when she was a little girl, but she didn’t realize he was my Grandfather until we got out of the truck.
Our grandfathers go back long before any of us were born. They grew up together scouting the woods east and west of the Mississippi. They also scouted out west for the cavalry when they were young boys. I have been told they were the very best at finding hidden trails and outlaw’s hideouts.
I thanked Cherrie for inviting Grandpa and me to their family get-together and allowing us to play for them. She said the honor was theirs, and it would be one of the most remembered times of her life.
It was almost dusk and close to the time for us to leave. Adam invited us to stay later; they were going to sit in the sweat lodge they had put up earlier in the day. He also wanted us to join them in smoking the peace pipe around the fire later tonight. Grandpa agreed to stay and join them in their ceremonies out of the respect he had for Adam and his entire family. It was quite a treat for me to see the dances around the fire: Dances that would bring in good spirits and cast out any evil spirits that where lurking around. Hearing them sing their unity with one another and with the One Great Spirit that created everything, known and unknown, beneath the earth and in the heaven above, the things that could be explained and the things that couldn’t be explained. That night was the most fantastic evening I had ever experienced in my life; the visions and voice of the sweat lodge were of days gone by of our ancient ancestors and vision of dangerous days ahead.
Sitting around the fire, smoking the peace pipe, going into trances and perhaps shapeshifting and traveling to distant lands and alternate times; almost like a parallel world or maybe just maybe it was a fourth dimension or (spirit world). If you have read your Bible, you will see different times that GOD allowed his people to see into the spirit world along with the carnal world. Letting his people know that they were protected by chariots and horses made of fire driven by Angels holding up bows and arrows made of fire. I learned so much with Cherrie and her family; I only hoped that I could remember it all.
The best thing that happened out of the whole day though was meeting (White Dove) (da-lo-ni-ge tsi-s-qua) Catharine. I never thought I would meet someone that I would give my last breath for. If she were dying, I would die that she may live. If that had been all I had received today, it would have been a blessing enough.
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