How the Spirit Bear came to be...

I was walking though a lush green rainforest. The leaves were bent, hanging from the weight of the rain. There were golden breaks of rays from the sun scattered through earthen trail. I kept walking looking to the canopy above me until I came to an edge.

The path opened to a clearing, like a small meadow, and before me I saw a white bear. I stood still; the blades of grass were at waist level and blew against me as a gush of wind came over me. The bear was running, charging at full speed, and knocked me to the ground. I put my arms up, crossed; covering my face and felt the huge teeth sink into my forearms. The pain was real, so vivid, my fingers tingled. The bear roared, as his black gums came close and I could feel his breath on my face. I closed my eyes.

And then as fast and the bear knocked me down, he was off. I stood to my feet, not afraid, but my chest heaved. I looked to my arms and hands, there was no bite mark, no blood. I felt complete awe and reverence as I stood before the bear. He reared up on his hind legs, he was massive. His paws are the size of my face and he greatly towered me in height. His mouth opened again, letting out an echoing roar. Then, silently, he came down and walked away.

He walked through the tall blades of grass, and into the thick dense rainforest. A cloud of fog came in behind and I awoke from my dream.

This dream has stayed with me and I can not help but be determined to find it’s true meaning. Native American Indians believe that animals come to you as a spirit guide. They are there for a specific purpose, to guide or protect you, lead you to a destiny you are not yet aware of. A spirit guide can not be chosen, it chooses you. It determines where and when it will present itself to you and you are the one who must listen.

I had never seen this bear before in my life. I had explained to Scott that it was like a grizzly bear, only smaller, and white. I could describe this bear perfectly, his smell, his fur texture, his nature. I knew the bear. I was not afraid, there was a connection to this bear.

When I went to research about my bear, I found the Spirit White Bear. It only lives in a small portion of British Columbia in the dense rainforest. It is elusive and rare. It is a genetic recessive offspring from the black bear, one in every ten bears born has the chance of being white. It can grow to 300 lbs as a mature adult. When I saw the photos, I knew that was my bear. I had never seen or heard of a Spirit Bear before this dream

The bear often visits me in my dreams, walking besides me as a companion. I have yet to find the meaning or what I am to do with it, but I am grateful for being chosen.