Bringing Back the Buffalo

This is my first act of conservation to take place in a lucid dream. It happened last night:

I'm walking down the steps of my house, which is on a cliff. I jump off the balcony and hover down to the canyon below. I want to pray this prayer while standing on the ground. I begin praying for the buffalo, the salmon, the wolves, and the bears to come back. I acknowledge that I am just one tiny person, but that my prayer is sincere. Then I start to speak to the spirits of these animals themselves, asking them to please come back.



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