before I start I would like to say that I in no way mean any disrespect by sharing this dream that I had...or vision or journey or whatever it was...to me it was real and it happened in my heart and mind... jus don't know what it all means...

 

Kay... in real life...we were in on heck of a thnderstorm...the kind that shake you to your foundations and toes...happened around 4 am...I woke up from the thunder...I clossed my eyes to go back to sleep...but journeyed instead to my mountaintop medicine wheel. Joseph was there...he grins and greets me with the words "my daughter" ...I can still hear all the thunder...in waking life...and also in the vision...the sky is black and a storm rumbles and crashes all around. Joseph motions me to the circles center and I notice as I sit down that we are not alone...all kinds  of animals sit outside the circles edge... A white Eagle...Tall Elk...White Buffalo...Yellow deer...Black Bear...and a wolf... Joseph tells me that I am being honored. I look up and he has in his hand a brownish red bundle of fur...he flaps it open as he chants a blessing to all the directions...I see a bear head...it is a head dress...a single white feather flaps attathed to one of the ears with a red zig zag pattern on it... Joseph steps forward and flaps the robe open in the wind and sets the head upon my head...I stare up at him in awe...he laughs at me and tells me that I will grow into it. I look up at him again and wonder how that will ever happen...when I notice he holds another bundle of skins and fur...he blesses this bundle...I hear an eerie eagle cry and thunder crashing with each directional blessing...I look into the sky and it is black... Joseph sets the bundle in my lap and I have tears running down my face...I look up at Joseph and he winks at me as if to break the mood I am in... He pulls a pipe out of the bundle in my lap...the bundle is heavy...I turn my attention to Joseph and the pipe...he smiles and bows at the waste as if to honor the gathered guests...he then raises the pipe to the skies. Again I hear the eerie eagle cry and thunder crashes again as Joseph blesses the pipe...it is a georgous pipe...I get a sense of antiquity and history...it is old...the stem is stained red...smooth and shiney from many hands...on the stem are white zig zags and other markings I cannot make out... white eagle feathers...with red zig zag patterns flapp in the wind as if to fly upon the winds...I hear drumming and realize it is my heart. I hear the name Red Medicine Bear chanted by many voices...the eerie eagle sounds out again and a humoungous crash of thunder awakens me...I sit upright in bed...thunder still shakes the house and my very being.

What was this? What happened?I am kinda confused and dazed still. Any thoughts?