Therese: A tall ponderosa pine tree stands by a river in a place where I walk near my home. Its rough red bark resembles puzzle pieces. The top of the tree has broken off, but the rest of the tree stands strong and proud, a sentinel overlooking the water. I love standing in this spot. I soften my gaze and allow my vision to expand. I sense the presence of Red Eagle. He opens his palms to us all, blessing us from beyond the veil.