You can observe Mother Earth or you can gaze towards the Sky Father. No matter where you look, you will still find answers.
The sky is limitless and seemingly out of reach. The earth is our home, but remains a mystery.
I have always been a bit of a down-to-earth kind of person. But even I can’t help but wonder–especially when I am in a philosophical mood–about what lays beyond what we can observe with our senses.
For as long as humans have existed, there have been shamans. From the steppes of Mongolia to the highlands of Peru. Shamans are special souls who have the gift to pierce the veil of our mere mortal senses and observe the world that exists beyond it.
What is this sixth sense? What is its origin? Why do so few possess ‘the sight’?
Are humans destined to know what lays beyond the veil? The Japanese call it shoji. It is a thin sliding door that separates our world from the one that exists beyond it. The few who are privy to its secrets were once held as sacred in society. But now they are shunned and kept away in asylums. They hide their wisdom in secret whispers, concealing their gifts from those who are not worthy.
We might have buried the past, but I know that there are still those few among us who possess this remarkable gift.
It is not easy to be different. Great gifts can feel like curses when you have nobody to share them with.
But with no mortal companion by his or her side, the shaman makes that journey. He or she has been chosen. He cannot escape or deny his fate–no more than he can deny the pangs of hunger and the need for clothing.
When the shaman sleeps, he awakens. When he dreams, he sees not his subconscious, but the world that exists beyond it.
The shaman is born with a gift. And like all gifts, he must learn to use it wisely.