castles made of sand

Something in this post, by Tiramit, resonated strongly; on more levels than I can possibly explain. I reblog it by way of explanation for the lack of my own postings, and, more importantly, because it touches on something which lies at the centre of the shamanic experience, so wonderfully expressed by the tuktuk driver, and in Tiramit’s response to the enforced “downtime”.

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Chiang Mai: Traffic congestion at the intersection and everything comes to a standstill. The tuktuk driver makes some remark, I ask him what he’s saying and out comes a whole string of words I think I can’t understand. Then I start to recognise a few familiar vocabulary items and can reply with the same kind of observation. He laughs and says this thing I’ve never heard before: jai yen-yen (heart stay cool) jai ron mai dai (heart hot – not okay). So what now? He looks around to see if we can do a U-turn; not possible, we have to wait and see, and he switches off the engine. Sit back, relax, silence, it’s strange to be suddenly quiet after the large sound of the 2-stroke engine stops with the flick of a switch. Seems like another world; sitting on a sofa in someone’s living room, decorative chromium bars…

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About Running Elk

My given native name, Running Elk, was bestowed in 2008 as I took my first steps as a fully fledged Medicine Man of the Zuni tradition. A most unlikely candidate for the role, my journey as a healer began some four years prior. The detour onto the shamanic way was most unexpected, yet has been one of the most rewarding challenges to date.
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2 Responses to castles made of sand

  1. WordsFallFromMyEyes says:

    I enjoy Tiramit’s blog. Great choice to reblog, Running Elk.

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