In the dream, you found your heart lying in the middle of a trail marked with red blazes. You picked it up and raised it toward the sun. It was as heavy as a stone. The sunlight felt more nourishing than ever. You seemed to be receiving instructions. Something about courage and renewal. You walked up the trail holding the stone to your chest and searched your mind for some Lakota words. Mitakuye Oyasin. You said the words aloud twice and three whitetail deer silently flew across the trail and disappeared into the trees. You said the words again, feeling a bright surge of life inside, and the trail opened into a field of arriving robins.
Each being under the sun is astonishing, the voice said.
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