Katherine Jackson did not believe things that seemed to have no meaning should be left unresolved; just ignore them, and keep moving on with life. Bear in mind, her practice of leaving no stone unturned paved the way for her getting sucked into this bizarre prophecy thing against her will and better judgment.
But, alas, she was where she was, and that meant not skipping any details, especially the answer to the pregnancy her OB, Dr. Sun, found no evidence. An active pregnancy should show up on an ultrasound at six weeks. It didn’t. Her eyes were glued to the ultrasound monitor, and she saw exactly what Dr. Sun saw, which confirmed the absence of a fetus forming in Kat’s womb.
Part of Kat was relieved, while another part of her psyche felt a brush with a sense of loss, the sting of grief. Where was evidence of the baby boy she swore would never exist, yet she had an unexplained attraction for becoming a mother. The road she traveled to reach her current destination, where she found herself navigating the uncertainty of a pregnancy that seemed impossible given her lack of experience with men, presented conflicting messages.
Dr. Sun told her she wasn’t pregnant. Wait for your next period, and we can re-evaluate. That answer was not acceptable when Kat had been told of a spiritual union atop the mesa at the Puye Ruins, where the next phase of the prophecy began. The so-called spiritual union was horrifyingly real. Could rape be virtual, a vivid dream experience? Her mind raced as she replayed the events atop the mesa. The shape-shifting eagle that morphed into Eagle Shadow and molested her was unknown, but he was no stranger.
Had Kat, a carrier of the spirit of Dew on Flowers, consummated the marriage delayed by 161 years with a shape-shifting spirit?
She kept flashing back to the mesa, trying to make sense of it all, when the moment she was in evaporated when she was rudely awakened from a deep sleep by a Park Ranger patrolling the parking lot at the base of the ruins. She was fully dressed, sitting behind the wheel of her car after plunging from the edge of the mesa in an intimate embrace with Eagle Shadow? How could that be true?
How do you plunge onto rocks from over 200 feet and survive? At that moment, she couldn’t understand how she was still alive, given what she had just experienced, which seemed to indicate there was no way she could be sitting behind the wheel. There was no way she could have her clothes on after taking the plunge, but she felt it. Something in her body had changed. There was another presence unfamiliar to her that pressed for answers.
Those answers came after she stormed out of Dr. Sun’s office, disbelieving what the ultrasound showed. She was fuming mad, and when things did not line up with what she wrestled with as her truth, it only pushed her anxiety higher.
Seeing Big Crow with Little Feet and his signature wisp of smoke appear in the back seat of her car as she sat in the parking garage no longer surprised her. He knew her angst was real, and she had just experienced a moment where her missing fetus had morphed into the loss of her unborn son. Big Crow reminded Kat how he could be visible to some and invisible to others. He asked her to consider that if he could cloak himself in that manner, what would prevent her baby boy from doing the same thing and remain unseen on an ultrasound? When she considered the possibility of Big Crow being right, a sense of calm washed over her, and the instinctive feelings that a mother-to-be should have to protect their baby flooded through her, feelings she swore she would never experience.
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