Ghosts Of The Anasazi

I'm by myself and I'm on a tour of some Anasazi ruins. I'm with a small group of about four or five people, along with the guide. We're walking along a narrow pathway...to the left is a drop-off and to the right are the various dwellings. The guide directs us into a room and I notice that it's set up similar to a circular ampitheater. It's completely round and in the middle is what looks like a small firepit. Directly above the pit, there is a small hole carved into the ceiling. There looks to be hundreds of years worth of soot around the hole, so I think that it's some type of outlet for the smoke. Into the walls are carved what appear to be three sets of steps...and they go completely around the room, as though people were supposed to sit there and observe whatever was going on in the middle of the room. It seems like this was some kind of gathering place. I notice that the guide is talking, and pointing, but I can't hear him. He's fading away, along with the others in my group. They slowly start to become transluscent until they disappear completely. In their place an ancient shamaness appears...along with 3 other people...two men and one woman. They are dressed in leather and look solid, but there is an otherworldliness about them. The shamaness waves her hand above the firepit and flames shoot up from the ashes. It looks new...and when I say that I mean that it looks as though the fire, the room, the people...are all in the present, and I have been projected into the past somehow. She has a leather bag around her neck. She reaches in and pulls out four fetishes...a hawk, a bear, a mountain lion, and a rabbit. She places them around the firepit in what I assume coincide with the four directions. She then points to each of us and then to the fetish. I am first...I am at what I think is the southern point of the firepit. I sit crosslegged in front of a rabbit fetish. I am feeling ungrateful at this point. I am assigned the rabbit...not the hawk, the bear, or the mountain lion. I am assigned prey and not predator and I am very angry. I have no idea what is going to happen, but the fact that I am assigned the rabbit is, to me, an assault on my personality...who I am and who I want to be. The shamaness ignores me, though, and continues to assign places to the remaining 3 people. Directly in front of me, on the opposite side of the firepit, is a man and he sits in front of the hawk fetish. To my left is the other man, and he sits in front of the bear fetish. To my right is the woman and she sits in front of the mountain lion fetish. The shamaness takes herbs of some sort out of the same leather bag that she removed the fetishes from and sprinkles them into the fire. A large plume of smoke rises up from the fire and fills the small circular room. Somehow, she communicates to us that we are to pick up our fetishes and hold them to us. As we do, we feel a tingling through the stone...like a small electrical charge. When the smoke clears, we see that the fetishes have disappeared and we are holding the real animals.Of course, we are all startled, especially the two holding the bear and mountain lion. I see the woman with the mountain lion look at me and she is afraid. Her totem senses that and jumps from her arms, clearly intent on attacking my rabbit. I stand and turn away from the attack, because I know that I need to protect it. Unfortunately, the rabbit's fear and my own allow her to break free and the mountain lion pounces. She kills my rabbit with one quick bite to the neck and then she sits to devour her meal.... MY TOTEM!!

I remember waking up very angry and not really knowing what to do with it. I think it took me about half a day or so to get it out of my head...the anger part, not the dream as a whole. I really loved the feel of it overall. The end is where I had the issue! You know, I didn't even try to analyze it, because I couldn't really relate it to anything in my life that was going on at the time that would make any sense in regard to the dream. *sigh*