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Benjamin Brézé from AZ, United States wrote:
I was working my way across the country as a carpenter back in the 1980s when I ended up in Arizona. One of the guys I worked with was Hopi and lived in a trailer up in the high desert plains. A bunch of us went up to hang out for the weekend. He told us stories about the spirits that came and protected the land. It was sacred ground and the Indian spirits weren’t something you wanted to mess with.
We figured he was just messing with us and that would be a trip to mess with him and pretend that we were having all kinds of bizarre experiences out in the desert around his place. Somehow we all got separated. I couldn’t hear anybody else around me and lost sight of his trailer.
Out of nowhere this HUGE Indian appeared. He stared me down. I was literally shaking like a leaf. I couldn’t move a muscle I was so scared. Then I started hearing sounds of whoops and drums and horses all around me. It felt like time to meet my maker because these guys weren’t fooling around. I curled up in a ball at the base of a big boulder and begged forgiveness for making fun of them. I promised with all my heart that I would never doubt the existence of spirits. To this day I still see things that I can’t explain. I just give them a lot more space.