When we entered the Sapara community we were ceremonially cleansed, our faces painted, and given names. (Mine was Tobacco Woman, the healer.) Then we were welcomed by one of the Shamans. He said that the goal of the Shamans was to get into our heads and to teach us “that what you think is reality isn’t real.” I’ve thought about …
Gifts of Gratitude
I received a series of gifts, moments of deep gratitude, this weekend. Although the event that provided those moments I wouldn’t describe as a gift. You see, I was trimming a tree and fell off the ladder landing on a short wooden (and very sturdy) fence, then bounced to the ground, hitting my head on the tree trunk. Minutes earlier …