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Driving east the next day, to the original site, I learned that I had to identify the

Chipungo tree with certainty, as once we descended to the now one-way river

road we could only continue west. If we made a mistake we could not turn back.

I hadn’t been to the tree in five years. As everything is always changing in the

wild due to river tides, rain, storms, winds and time, I was concerned. Driving

along the bluff, we stopped to visit with some elephants coming up a trail from

the river. At first, I was taken by the babies cavorting among their mother’s legs

as they ascended, but then when I looked down to the bottom, I saw the

Chipungo tree.

Thus at the very, very beginning, the elephants and the spirits were showing us

where to go; we were entering a field of consciousness with the animals. A first

Story had occurred and revealed our meeting place.

For the next days, we encountered different elephants, variously engaged at our

common meeting place. We were always grateful for their presence and began

to feel that they were revealing themselves to people who had become familiar to

them. But on the penultimate day, the elephants, who had gathered at the

adjacent water hole, suddenly all left at 5 pm, crossing the river, wandering,

virtually disappearing from view.

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