I'd thought I was recording my journey, but I wasn't. Here's what I recall:
Standing at the saguaro, entering a tunnel, then remembering that I'd intended to visit my teacher in the upper world. I tried to stop and retrace my way back through the tunnel, but the drumming propelled me forward. Darkness continued and I didn't reach the cave.
I stopped and restarted the drumming, noticing that I'd been traveling for over three minutes.
Standing on the balcony, looked at the hummingbird feeder, the wall, and the tree with its branches blowing in the wind. The hummingbird grabbed me by the hair and carried me upward. We went through lots of clouds.
When I saw the white city, I expected him to drop me off at the lowest part, but he took me past one flight of stairs. I walked up more stairs in the empty city, looking for the place where I'd seen my teacher in the past. Nothing looked familiar. As I neared the top of another flight of stairs, I saw my teacher, not wearing red this time. Perhaps her clothing was white, but I could barely see her, she was vague and transparent. I spoke to her and reached out. She took my hand but didn't say anything to me.
After asking for her help several times and getting no answer, I called the hummingbird. He grabbed my hair, carried me down through the clouds to the balcony.
I stood in front of the saguaro again, traveled through the tunnel to the cave. I walked to the right, climbed the rocks to the opening, and climbed out onto the grass. I saw the ocean and called out for help. I think I saw a dolphin in the distance, leaping out of the water, but I wasn't sure. I called again and waited. I looked around for the buildings I'd seen the first time I'd visited, but they weren't in view. I called for the dove.
Finally, I climbed back down into the cave and walked to the river. The canoe didn't appear at first. When it did, it was damaged and sort of transparent as my teacher had been. I walked into the water and started stroking the left (port?) side, trying to strengthen and heal it. The right (starboard?) side was fine. I kept stroking it all along the side and back to the tip at the back (stern?). When it was substantial again, I got into it.
We floated along with the water, just drifting together. I was content to stay that way. Eventually, we came to the "pillars." I did not see a volcano opening above us. I asked my question and then our speed increased.
I saw movement or eyes along the wall of the cave. We headed towards it. Wolf cubs and their mother. One cub went back to nursing with its siblings and the mother gazed into my eyes. I asked if they had helped me when I was in the hospital. She was looking into my eyes when the drumming stopped.
I don't want to go now, but it has to be. I'll return to talk to you again.
Somehow, I instructed the canoe to take me back to the first cave. When I got out and stood in the water, I stroked the right side of the canoe as I had the left. Then I walked to the tunnel and returned to the saguaro.
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