Interview with a Shaman

Radio interview with my teacher, Ai Gvadi Waya
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Sexuality and States of Conciousness

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Adonai

‘Adonai, you raised from the lower world my soul.

‘Adonai he’elita min shaol nef-shi.

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Crow

a poem from an old crow friend, Bashka.....

Fauve

Caw Caw, Caw Caw Caw.
To comprehend a crow
you must have a crow's mind.
To be the night rain,
silver, on black leaves,
you must live in the
shine and wet. Some people
drift in their lives:
green-gold plankton,
phosphorescent, in the sea.
Others slash: a knife
at a yellow window shade
tears open the light.
But to live digging deep
is to feel the blood
in you rage as rivers,
is to feel love and hatred
as fibers of rope,
is to catch the scent
of a wolf, and turn wild.

~ Arthur Sze ~

(The Redshifting Web)

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Attuning

May God bless you protect you.
May God lift the divine countenance to you
and be gracious to you.
May God's countenance shine upon you
and grant you peace.

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Being Conscious

You Reading This, Be Ready

Starting here, what do you want to remember?
How sunlight creeps along the shining floor?
What scent of old wood hovers, what softened
sound from outside fills the air?

Will you ever bring a better gift for the world
than the breathing respect that you carry
wherever you go right now? Are you waiting
for time to show you some better thoughts?

When you turn around, starting here, lift this
new glimpse that you found; carry into evening
all that you want from this day. This interval you spent
reading or hearing this, keep it for life --

What can anyone give you greater than now,
starting here, right in this room, when you turn around?

- William Stafford

...from TED.com, Neuroanatomist Jill Bolte Taylor (she is a gift) had an opportunity few brain scientists would wish for: One morning, she realized she was having a massive stroke. As it happened, she felt...

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A Visit to Credo Mutwa, African Shaman

We went with John way up to the Northern Cape desert where the rose quartz live. "The Beautiful Ones", Credo Mutwa calls them. He lives there with his Bushmen sangoma wife, Virginia, and her family.

We had to wait awhile until we were received. Mutwa is an old man now and Africa takes her time. So we pottered about in the sun, taking photos of his flamboyant and visionary sculptures, taking in the flat red and dusty earth of the Kalahari and then gathering in the stone healing circle for a sound meditation led by Niyan. That was lovely and we all felt the benefit.

And then the time came for us to meet Baba Credo Mutwa, resplendent and genuine. Cool in his lounge of rich colour, we sat around with greetings, discussions and fabulous stories. Mphephu (an African sage) rising and filling our senses. He gave everyone African names and spoke with urgent pleas to assist the plight of South Africa.

Late in the night a white dolphin came to visit me, she took me to New York City where aliens chased me and I broke their heads off and squeezed their juice out. The following day, we gathered in Credo Mutwa’s temple, a stunning and interesting room again with rich colour. As I looked up, the large painting above me was of...a dolphin, New York City and bad aliens. These aliens abducted Credo Mutwa many years ago and he still bears the scars.

He told us of ancient times when African kings would reconcile over a clay bowl of water which contained 12 of The Beautiful Ones. He told us how to move huge stones with sound and how he cured aids patients. That the Strandloopers (beach walkers) from very long ago were aliens who couldn’t get home and could only eat perlemoen. They were buried in fetal position, sitting up with a perlemoen shell pressed to the ear so that they could hear their home in the stars. All the many stories of the day told with love and sincerity.

Credo Mutwa spoke about how art purifies the blood and that there are certain illnesses that can only be cured by creativity. He also said that if a healer has never been sick then he is useless because then he does not know how to feel. He discussed the healing properties of some plants, Kankerbos, Sutherlandia and Devil’s Claw.


I share with you, a few colourful images.

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