The Wall --The Owl

The Spring air was crisp and clean with just a hint of frost in the light breeze that whispered through the pines. As the light of the newly risen moon glittered through the forest.. The only sound was an occasional coyote singing to its mate, and the sound of the small village as it settled in for the night.

Around one of the camp fire sat six young people talking, discussing the mysteries of life. from the edge of the darkness appeared the Old One. "May I share your fire?" he asked as he neared the circle. Respectfully the young men & women all stood as he approached. Each one offering his seat. The Old One seated himself on one end of the log, he thanked them for their kindness. They sat in silence watching the old one as he warmed himself and watched the flickering dance of the flames, "Fire Spirits".

The light of the fire reflected a hazy glow from his long silver hair & beard. Dancing shadows played on his lobe blue robe. The Sparkling of the Crystal neck piece reminded people of the stories of magic & power they had been told of the Old One. After a long silence the Oldest of the men said; "We are truly honored Old one , how may I serve you?" Old One replied, rubbing his hands together, " you have served me already, allowing me to share your fire, & to join your circle. Please continue with your talk." The same man " Little Beaver" said; we were questioning the meaning of life Why are we alive? What are we suppose to accomplish with our lives? Surely someone with your knowledge & wisdom & experience knows the answer... Old One help us to understand?

He again shifted his position on the log as he opened his bag and brought out his medicine pipe. So you want to know the answer of life?

There is a very old story, that may answer your question. from another bag he withdrew a mixture of herbs and filled his pipe. He placed a live coal into the bowl. The people moved closer to share the pipe in the circle. " There was a time, long ago, when mother earth was covered in Spiritual darkness.

The Hearts of mankind were evil & filled with hatred, violence & cruelty ruled the earth. There was a great City whose wickedness surpassed all others. Because of the great evil & selfishness of its people. The Great Mother that made all things , thought, I will give birth to Wanka, the Warrior of the darkness. I will give him eyes to see in the darkness. I will give him wings of silence to fly upon. I will give Wanka a call that will fill evil spirits with fear & cause them to run & hide.

From this day when you hear the call of Wanka above your lodge, know you are safe from the evil spirits of the night. . All will give thanks to mother earth So you see, said the Old One. Your fear & questions should not be of the darkness of the question. never fear the Owl, for its your protector.. never question what to do with your life or what you came here for, we all came to serve the Wanka Tanka, But we have forgotten our ways...