Author Archives: Running Elk

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.

Faces of Afghanistan

Originally posted on Steve McCurry's Blog:
They are everywhere, these individuals of undaunted humankind, irrepressibly optimistic and proud. – The Carpet Wars, Christopher Kremmer Kabul, Afghanistan Kabul, Afghanistan Bamiyan, Afghanistan Baghlan, Afghanistan Yet even at their most turbulent, the…

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Shape-shifting (Part 1)

This series of posts are based on the outline of an exploration session presented at The Silent Eye  (a modern mystery school) “The Feathered Seer” weekend in 2017. Whilst I have attempted to retain some of the flavour of the … Continue reading

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Unexpected exorcism

Odd. The little things we take for granted. The sanctuary, provided within the walls of our own homes; safe, warm, clean. Yet do we ever pay enough attention to spiritual cleanliness thereof? If we fail to cleanse a space, at … Continue reading

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Spirituality Without Politics Is Lame

Originally posted on Humanistic Paganism:
“No one ever told us we had to study our lives, make of our lives a study, as if learning natural history or music, that we should begin with the simple exercises first and slowly…

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Turning the Stone

The stone, once turned, can never be put back in exactly the same place… Of course, we have to teach them young… …left to their own devices, they fail to comprehend the need to hate.

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Being A Girl: A Brief Personal History of Violence

Originally posted on The Belle Jar:
1. I am six. My babysitter’s son, who is five but a whole head taller than me, likes to show me his penis. He does it when his mother isn’t looking. One time when…

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On the horizon…

Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
I always look forward to September. It is one of the most  beautiful times of year in Britain. The days are usually mild and often beautiful, the last of the heather lingers as summer…

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