I loved, just loved, the Spirit Bear rising up from the dark, illuminated against the stars, and each star was a different human being. Together they formed a great constellation of light, joined in peace.
...and did you see the Pacific Northwest totem art displayed on the floor? Glorious.
I loved the wild fiddle playing (that boat! the moon!) and the exuberant Celtic tap dancing (where did they find that guy?) and the blessing from the First Peoples (or as much as I could hear. Hey, announcer guys, would you talk over a prayer?)
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