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He searched for and found the singular circle of

Coyote Old

Man's sleep and sat respectfully to await the old

man's own time,

and Coyote Old man studied him frowning at what was to

be having

seen the whole process in his lately dreaming sleep.

" And so you are here and I am to ask what is it you

seek and

you will answer that you think you must become a

shadow, and

I must begin a ritual new to my mind's knowledge, and

disagreeable

to my thinking but I am Coyote, and will anyway. "

And Coyote Old Man built a fire of sage and juniper in

the

sand beneath the sky singing softly feeding the fire

slowly, slowly,

plucking out coals and blowing and talking to each

then setting them

to rest on sand to let them blacken and cool.

And all the while he ground the charcoal, he spoke of

and

pointed to moon shadows close and far saying, " These

you will

become, part of but separate, merging like day into

knight, season

into season, back and forth a running rythm;

now, as I rub you with charcoal

now, as I rub-in shadow pigment

now, I take away your voice

now, I take away your body,

you are a no one now,

you are a nothing, lost

like the memory of loneliness

the echo of a keening voice.

Now that you are nameless you must follow me more

closely,

making every gesture I make and even echoing my inner

thoughts, now

when moon her fullness lends us light, you are a

motion only, a

shadow truly, moving slowly across the cool night

sand.

Nameless, you follow me and become my footsteps, my

hind leg

twitching in sleep, yes you now enter my dreaming,

become as one

with my ears and nose, and soon you see from my eyes

and think you

think from my mind.

Yes, you are a shadow now

yes, as one with that which

is me we run barking,

look

now I will give you a dance

a moon dance, take it, it

is yours, and

look

now I will give you a song

take that, too, and sing:

and watch me as you sing as I tear you from me

see? now you

I tear you from me laughing yes, I am laughing now,

you are

brother to me now not blood of blood so much as shadow

of shadow,

echo of further echo, see?

You are a shadow cast in stone and bigger in body than

I and

your voice will also be a more penetrating voice, but

your steps

will not be seen for even a solid shadow leaves no

trail, and you

will travel only at night, forever, at night.

And you will turn the humans

sleeping, with your voice, and

they will worry in their dreams

and wonder, and create a dance,

and form a Coyote Clan of

hunters and scouts, and all

because the heard your voice

and let it tell them what

they wished to think they heard, And I will answer

your keening

voice from the oppisite hill and though we never meet

again, we will

sing together even until the last human may perish

from having

forgotten to dream for the benefit of tomorrow.

And now I loose you wholly and, see, now you have a

shadow of

your own, to lead or follow through the season's

cycles, and I name

you

Black Coyote,

dancer and singer of shadows, disturber of human

dreaming.

Go, the seasons await you! "

Excerpted from

" Elderberry Flute Song "

Contemporary Coyote Tales

By Blue Cloud/ Aroniawenrate

Spiritual freedom is my birthright.

I am a free thinker. I am able to rise above mental

prejudices and stereotypes of others.

I am a free thinker. Nobody and nothing can manipulate

me or deceive me.

I am a free thinker. I freely choose truth and love.

Today, I embrace a greater degree of spiritual

freedom.

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