When the doctor met the Bear

The two grandmothers of a physician whose practice was in Alaska showed up in a dream. One was Athapascan Indian, the other Euro-American. Speaking together, they told her, "Go to Robert Moss because it's time for you to meet the Bear."
     The doctor had never heard of me, but when she googled my name, she discovered I was leading a workshop in Oregon, titled "Dancing with the Bear: Reclaiming the Arts of Dream Medicine." She booked a plane ticket, traveled down the Left Coast, and descended, in a group journey powered by shamanic drumming, into the Cave of the Bear. She had a heart-stirring experience of being welcomed into a family of healers, in the embrace of Great Mother Bear. She felt her body being opened and her organs renewed.
     When she came out, she was different. The Bear energy was all around her. She told us she felt the bear's great but discerning paws covering her hands, helping her to heal others. She returned to Homer, Alaska, with our Bear song in her heart and with the energy robe of the Bear all about her. Now, when people come to her office, they get the best of modern medicine, and they also get the healing agency of the Bear.