Shamans know that the visible and invisible worlds permeate and suffuse each other, we are not separate from nature, we are nature and we were never kicked out of the garden. We know that all matter is a manifestation of Spirit and infused with Spirit along with the metaphysical being the root of all ailments. ~ DiosRaw
Journeying is the Shamans’ finest art. Whereas we need our body to travel to places, the Shamans have mastered the skills for traveling to the furthest places in the universe without the need of the body, with the mind alone. ~ Alberto Shaman
“What is the golden book, you say?
Here is the legend according to the great shamans of the Andes…
They say that we come into the world with two books,
One golden and one silver book.
The silver book is already written, but the golden book is empty.
We spend a large part of our lives studying, editing, and following the written book; living according to what is written within its pages.
But the legend says that there comes a time in each of our lives, when we must put away the silver book and begin to fill our own book.
Your golden book is a script for your life. => Start writing the first page today
You have to stop following the stories and dreams of other people and start writing your own story. The story of your life, your own life-script!
This is the moment when you start to take responsibility for what happens in your world, you cease to be just a seeker, and you become the one that brings truth into the world.
In our modern, western society, we have forgotten the rites of passage that used to tell us when it was time to put away one book and pick up the new one.
We no longer have elders to show us how to write our own golden book and how to make our story a reality. And instead of making our own dream come true, we spend our lives trapped in someone else’s dream.
In a state that the shamans call the collective nightmare.” ~ Unknown
The task is not to search for meaning, but to bring meaning to every situation your are in. ~ Alberto Villoldo
Scurrying to every crevice to find the antidote
Translating the medical note
My soul left for me to unravel
They say possibilities are endless
Yet health does not come automatically
Good habits must be in tow systematically
Root out the cause
Gaze deep into the waters of your mind and press pause
Blaming for your problem will not work
You created it ultimately, unconsciousnessly, subconsciously or consciously
Your soul plan
Intent, one of the threads of this existence
Awaken to your persistence
My auric field, after a psychic bashing, feels defenseless
Under psychic attack
What is real and what is wack?
Remember your life is not foregone
Having tried, yet not able to reach past your papered walls of cement
Secrets unfolding like origami
Ancient oracle, seer of truth
Bowl of sage, palo Santo and smoke
Exhausting options to choke
It saw me
Before I could see it
Engraving my hope
On this little boat of language water I wrote.
Dismemberment of the self
Healed seal of fractal