Down On The Bayou Detective Agency - Case Files
Chapter 18
Case # 19 - Skin Walker Part 6
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Previously:
"Who are you?" Edward and Sam asked together.
Settling herself in the most comfy looking chair, the old woman looked at them and replied, "My children call me Grandmother Spider.
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Edward
Sam and I sat there with our mouths open, not believing what we had just heard, but yet we had to because no one outside of the DOTBDA knew about Michael.
Smiling brightly at us she said, "Michael told me you'd be dubious about my identity, and that I should be patient with you both. I am called by many names. I agreed to help you because I am not only the creator goddess to the Hopi but also a protector goddess to the Navajo. I, like all gods and goddesses have many names and personalities but am really just different aspects of the Creator of us all."
I nodded and smiled. "I believe she's the real Grandmother Spider, Sam. What do you feel?"
"I agree, Edward. I'm just in shock and awe that she's actually here with us." He looked pensive and continued, speaking to the goddess. "What I don't understand is why you didn't act on your own."
"Ah, yes, I can understand that. It's really very simple. No one asked for my help. You see, that's the law under which we function. To just jump in and do something because we see it needs to be done is not allowed. It prevents humans from exercising their own free will, the very gift from the Creator that separates humans from the animals., not even the Angels have free will. They always do as they are told. But you humans have a choice of what you do. This gift from the Creator brings humans closer to a God Head than any of the Creator's other creations. All I could do was watch and feel deep sorrow that my people were in such trouble." A tear slid down the old sun-browned and creased face.
Both Sam and I understood then. "Michael's request fulfilled the admonitions for non-interference."
"Yes."
"Then why don't you just go ahead and stop him. Why are you here talking to us?" I asked.
A twinkle appeared within the old woman's eyes. "Michael said both of you needed to witness what and how it happens. That this is required for your personal evolution."
"Ehm. Ou...Our. Our personal evolution?" I stuttered.
Sam looked as perplexed as I was.
My question seemed to really entertain her as she began a chuckle that turned into a full-belly laugh. When she sobered, she looked at us both. That look was one that I had seen frequently when I talked with Michael, like he was seeing my very soul. I knew Sam felt it as well, but I was not sure of the depth he was feeling.
"You really don't know." It was not a question, but a statement.
"Know what?" I asked.
"Just a moment, please." Grandmother Spider was still for a moment.
Suddenly Michael was standing next to her, smiling down at her. "No, I've not discussed it with him, but I guess now is as good a time as any. Sit down boys and I'll explain some things that you should know."
Opened mouth, I sat on the couch, and Sam sat beside me. I felt he was very confused. I suspected what he was going to tell me, but only suspected.
Smiling fondly at Sam, Michael said, "You'll not remember this conversation I'm about to have with Edward, but you'll have an unshakable knowledge that Edward is even more special than you've always suspected."
Michael then turned his attention back to me, "You are on the brink of continuing your personal evolution to a higher state of being, Edward. That's why I was assigned to you this lifetime. As you know, I've been your guide and protector. If you continue along this path you are on, in your next lifetime, you'll be as I am, a Guardian Angel, and will be assigned to help humanity-a human who's on the brink as you were when you incarnated this lifetime."
At first, I was in shock. I looked from Michael to Grandmother Spider and then to Sam, who was sitting there with his mouth open.
Then, the realization hit me. It actually began to make sense but, I was not perfect. How could I be on the verge of such a level of existence? I was far from perfect. How was it possible?
Michael and Grandmother had small smiles on their faces, their heads nodding.
They knew what I was thinking.
Finally, Michael took pity on me. "Who best to help guide a human? Someone who's been there, done that."
I still wasn't buying it.
"Oh come on, Edward, snap out of it."
"You need to experience as much of the metaphysical as possible this lifetime. How else will you be able to guide and direct? Someone who has led a cloistered life would be unable to really assist another human."
"Wait. You were human once?" I asked Michael. I had heard what he had just said, but my mind was stuck on that he'd just admitted that he'd been a human once.
"Yes."
"Oh."
"Look, now that you've been told, we really need to get down to business with the problem at hand. Our Skinwalker is about to do more harm," came a tart retort from Grandmother.
Still in shock I said, "Ok."
Sam just nodded. Still in shock I thought.
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The next thing we knew, we were standing outside of a small, shabby house with a rather beat up pickup truck that used to be blue. As was the custom, we waited a little distance from the small house for the owner to recognize us and to come outside.
The door opened slowly, and a middle-aged man, small and bent, emerged.
"You've come?" Um pitu?" Ahote asked.
"Yes. Owí." Grandmother Spider replied.
"Why have you come?"
"To ask you to stop this destructive path you find yourself upon Ahote."
Both Sam I knew this was going to be violent, and we tried to brace ourselves mentally. Grandmother Spider didn't seem concerned.
"Who are you, Grandmother?" Ahote asked.
"Your Creator, Koyangwuti."
"You can't be She. She is a fable, a myth."
"That is what I've become to The People, but I assure you, I am here in the flesh, and I ask you to stop your destruction of the Navajo people. This is not the way of Harmony."
"No, I cannot. I have come too far. I will burn them all. They are thieves. They have stolen our lands and have made our blood impure." Ahote turned to go back into his house. This was a sigh of great disrespect.
"Ahote, last warning. Stop what you are doing. You will not like what will happen next."
The only answer was the slamming of the small house's door.
"What next?" Sam asked.
Shaking her head, Koyangwuti said with an extremely sad look, "The one he'll listen to, comes."
"Who is that?"
"Shulawitsi."
"Who ..."
The question remained unasked. Striding across the yard was a man in traditional Hopi dress, but he was on fire-his entire body was in flames. It was so intense we could feel the heat.
The newcomer went at once to the house door and began to pound on it. He pounded and pounded. When there was no response, he just walked through it. Moments later there was a terrified scream combined another's booming laugh. There were more screams, then silence.
Suddenly the house seemed to explode into flames.
"And so passes Ahote Tewanima with no one who'll sing a death chant for him." With those words, Spider Woman vanished.
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