An Elder once asked me if my spirit animal guardian was Bear. â€śYES!â€ť I answered confidently. â€śYes. In fact, my guardian is the Grizzly Bearâ€ť I smiled. That night, I closed my eyes and the first and only thing I saw was a big, goofy looking Raven staring straight at me. He looked ragged; one of his neck feathers was sticking off to the side. I spoke to him, respectfully. â€śHello Raven. It is good to see you here in my dreamtime. However, Iâ€™d be grateful if you would just step over to the side â€“ either side â€“ just step aside please because Bear is trying to come into my vision and â€“ just step aside a little â€“ please."
The next day, I shared my story with the knowing Elder who didnâ€™t hesitate to tell me that she wasnâ€™t surprised to hear my story. She knew that I had succeeded in school in spite of the fact that I was a weak reader. She knew my wife and that I had to be very cunning indeed to have talked such a beautiful woman into marrying me. The lesson I learned from that Elder that day came to me through the last words she spoke to me. â€śDavid, surely you know that you are not Bear. You are Raven.â€ť
Category:First Nations Series:Education/Classroom Author:Bouchard, David