For all of you who dare to believe, I must explain that Loki is my Spirit Guide. He came to me in my youth and has remained with me my entire life. Together we have embarked on wondrous journeys, he has shown me much and from him I have gained much.
Loki came once again to me, only a few nights ago. He stood far off in the distance this time. It was the others, Bear, Raven and Cougar who led me to him. I could barely make Loki out from this distance. The ground was snow covered and he stood amongst tree boughs drooped and laden with snow. He appeared to be surrounded by a bright mist and was barely visible.
He waited silently as I approached him, I was aware that I was making this journey alone. Bear, Raven and Cougar did not accompany me, instead I could feel their eyes following me as they remained silently behind.
As I drew closer to Loki, he turned, walking ahead of me. His pace quickening and I found it hard to keep up to him. He led me across a vast expanse of snow and ice and the journey was difficult.
This place was far different from anywhere he had taken me before. It was desolate, barren and terrifying. Winds beat upon my face, blowing snow and ice crystals stinging my eyes, and his image began to quickly fade in the swirling winds.
I cannot call it fear as my disorientation grew, because my trust in Loki, my Guide, never faltered. Perhaps it was the total sense of isolation and the knowledge that I was totally helpless and at the mercy of the land.
Continuing, now, able only to make out what few of Loki’s tracks that remained visible, I trudged on. Soon the frigid swirling winds calmed down and as I strained to spot him, I was overcome by the beautiful sight that lay only feet before me. Hidden by the raging winds and swirling snow, was an immense cave of gleaming ice, like diamonds its brilliance was breathtaking. Loki stood at the mouth of this cave, waiting, my initial journey had ended.
Together we entered the ice cave, my feelings of gratitude were overwhelming. I no longer felt the cold, I felt only the Light that surrounded us.
In total silence, we lay upon a bed of ice, sheltered against the storm that once again raged outside. The powerful winds whipped around us, but this time they did not carry the stinging crystals of snow. Instead they carried the silent unheard voices of the past.
Soon, as I gazed into the beautiful eyes of my companion, these voices grew louder, stronger, filling our cave, surrounding us. Loki’s eyes changed, such a great sadness replaced the strength that is always visible in his gaze. As the voices of agony grew louder, I felt a presence, and in turning I found that we were no longer alone. Bear, Raven and Cougar had joined us. Their eyes too also filled with great sadness.
It was then that I realized that the cries of agony which surrounded us were the many voices of the innocents who had suffered without mercy at the hand of mankind. I was hearing the voices of those who had come before, the voices of those in the present and the voices of all of those who will continue to suffer in the future.
My eyes too, filled with great sadness and my heart filled with great pain, and as Bear, Raven and Cougar drew closer to Loki and me, I was filled with an overpowering sense of helplessness and fear. Fear from the total sense of isolation, fear from the sense of unending pain.
Loki released me from this journey and I awoke, my breath labored, my eyes streaming with tears. Yet I felt a sense of calm, of peace and I knew in my heart, that the suffering of those in that single moment had been lifted.