single eagle feather right in front of me. then the feather was a spotted eagle dancing on ahead of me with his wings fluttering, and he was making the shrill whistle that is his. my body did not move at all, but i looked ahead and floated fast toward where i looked.
“there was a ridge right in front of me, and i thought i was going to run into it, but i went right over it. on the other side of the ridge i could see a beautiful land where many, many people were camping in a great circle. i could see that they were happy and had plenty. everywhere 