First, I turned to a straw house and a sweat lodge. I thought about how it would be so nice to sit in a small mild sweat with healing herbs and healing songs. I wish I could. And if I built a lodge, and got the wood and the rocks, it would indeed be possible.
Next, I turned to an old Cheyenne warrior. He looked very ... I don't know... weary would be a good word.
He put his arm around me and I felt the love. Like grandfather love. He said. "All that matters is that you do the best you can, that you live a good life."
And I said, "But what if I haven't lived a good life, what if I haven't done the best I can? What then?"
Then I saw behind me a vision of the past, and I saw a long river and deep mud, and fog. And he said, "And yet you have come this far."
I thought, "Yes, that's true, I have come this far." And I looked toward the future as the river meandered on through more mud and fog and wondered where the journey would end, and even what it was all about anyway.
He said, "All that matters is that you are here right now."
Then I saw how tired and sore he was, and I helped him to sit down, and rubbed his feet. I remembered that I could send Reiki into the past, so I sent him Reiki, and also his horse.