In this dream I am walking down another dirt road. Seems like I have been walking forever. I do not know where I am heading nor when I will be done with this journey.
As I am walking I notice to my left, and off the road a bit, a large mound . This mound is probably six feet high and ten or fifteen feet long. It is odd though because it is hard packed and barren of any foilage. I feel there might be something on the other side that I need to see.
I turn off the road and approach the mound, but before I reach it, a muscular, dark complected arm reaches out to block my way. The hand is holding a wooden staff and jabs the staff into the ground. This staff looks well made and old. Near the top a leather lace is tied around the staff and has six ,dirty white feathers dangling. I somehow know this person is not stopping me, only warning me. I know I can climb the mound if I choose and see what is there. But I choose not to and then I continue my journey down the dirt road, wondering what might have been there.