This is an ongoing US and global project to help enthusiasts, scholars, practitioners, and curious parties learn more about shamanic living in a contemporary culture. The space here is devoted to sharing info, experiences and opinions about all forms of shamanic expression covering shamanism's multiple permutations. Among subjects explored are traditions, techniques, insights, definitions, events, artists, authors, and creativity. You are invited to draw from your own experiences and contribute.

What is a SHAMAN?

MAYAN: "a technichian of the Holy, a lover of the Sacred." CELTIC: "Empower the people...by changing the way we think." MEXICAN APACHE: "Someone who has simply learned to give freely of themselves..." AUSTRALIAN ABORIGINAL: "...a teacher or healer, a wisdom keeper of knowledge... (who) takes people to a door and encourages them to enter." W. AFRICAN DIAGRA: "views every event in life within a spiritual context." HAWAIIAN: "...human bridges to the spiritual world and its laws and the material world and its trials..." QUECHUA INDIAN: "embodies all experience." AMAZON: "...willing to engage the forces of the Universe...in a beneficial end for self, people, and for life in general."

-- from Travelers, Magicians and Shamans (Danny Paradise)

Monday, March 24, 2008

Flying in September Sunrise

First their cry in the silence
Then the sound of their fly in the first light
Were they leaving? Were they flying back?
I forgot the seasons
Thousand of miles, thousand of years
The same road ever, the same rite
Every year
Guided by Faith & Life
Thousand of miles, thousand of years ago
I was there too

First my smile at their presence
Then my tears, the light touch of a wing on my cheek
Now I remembered: I also used to fly
Sailing through sunrise
A long time I cried, could not even tell why
Then I opened my eyes, time had stopped again
Together side by side we were
Immobile in the air
Contemplating the earth, mountains and forests
Gently passing by

Fly away my soul
The doors have opened
Darkness has lead to light
Light’s embraced the night

Vole mon âme
Nuit et lumière ont rendu les armes
L’horizon s’ouvre enfin
Pars là d’où tu viens, là où tu es et seras demain


hearsthetrees said...

Coming or going,
one world to the next,
real or imagined,
welcome back

Robin Rice said...

Such amazing poetry all around...even my husband, who knew??? This was the best exercise to give, because I keep getting back so much! Hugs, Robin