There is the sense of being on a journey in search of a very wise and ancient whale, so that once the whale is found, the whale is to be invited into the Ark's hull. I suddenly find myself standing in the center of the Ark's hull.

Before me, and facing me, stands one of the Native guardians. Standing in the distance by the wall of the Ark's hull to my left and also facing me, is the second Native guardian. Hanging from the distant wall of the Ark's hull to my right, is a harpoon.

I remove the harpoon from the wall to my right and holding it before me with both hands so that the harpoon is horizontal to the floor, I find that I am still situated in the center of the Ark's hull, and still facing the first Native guardian standing before me.

The first Native guardian standing before me, motions silently through the use of nonverbal body language in such a manner that I understand that the coming of the great and ancient wise whale, will not be achieved through the use of the harpoon. I therefore replace the harpoon to it's original position upon the wall of the Ark's hull to my distant right and once again find that I am still situated in the center of the Ark's hull, and still facing the first Native guardian standing before me.

While continuing to stand before the first Native guardian, I glance over to the second Native guardian who is still standing by the wall of the Ark's hull to the distant left. At this point, the second Native guardian motions silently in such a manner that I understand that I am to prepare the way for the coming of the great and ancient, wise whale.

As I proceed towards the wall of the Ark's hull to my distant left where the second Native guardian remains standing, so that I can begin preparing the way for the coming of the great whale, I see that an opening had suddenly manifested where previously there was none, and that the Ark's hull was now beginning to fill with water in preparation for the coming of the great whale.

At this point I suddenly find myself standing upon the Ark's surface and realized that the Ark was situated in a body of water with Canada on one side and the United States of America on the other.

As I looked towards the horizon in every direction, I saw storms looming all about. There was the sense that these storms looming in every direction were as whirlwinds in seed form yet to unleash their full fury. Nowhere, on the horizon, could I see calm, for the looming storms were everywhere.

At this point I suddenly find myself in the sky looking down towards the Ark and saw that there were boats from all directions making their way to the Ark.

Suddenly, I am once again on the Ark's surface and looking towards the incoming boats. There was a terrible sense of extreme urgency, and those of us who had already made it to the Ark, were wondering if the last of the incoming boats would make it to the Ark in time, because of the great storms looming on the horizon in all directions.

And ... as the last of the boats made it to the Ark, the great storms looming on the horizon in every direction, suddenly unleashed their full fury so that those who had make it to the Ark, achieved refuge within the eye of a great and mighty whirlwind.