With the Ghost Doberman always looking after us, we had a sense of confidence and comfort even though we were still lost. The Spirit Wolf, Sacred Owl & Cobra Rabbit all by my side ... we stumbled down the trail ... asking ourselves what we are supposed to do ... Understanding the ride would contrive ... we tripped ... we fell ... time after time ... but knowing we had each other and a larger meaning behind us ... we picked each other, believing, and moving forward. Manifesting on dreams, the trail became clear and the sand began to dapple the perfect Timber tree. With the glistening lake in the distance ... we had made it ... at least for now. As we started up to the lake, this spectacular light and a swooshing sound came from the water. The Lord of the Lake appeared glowing ... unattainable ... but there ... intrigued by our energy and never-ending passion ... this magical being softly shined on us ... interested by our team ... our drive and style ... the Lord of the Lake opened his heart and sang a song. Honored, amazed, flattered ... we entered closely, knowing this would prove to be a fantastical memory along the journey. We continued in the journey ... and with the addition of the Lord of the Lake ... there was a change in our step ... a swagger, cool factor, and confidence that had been lost.