Thursday, March 17, 2005

The Huichole Mind

There is a mountain not far from here.

It is called Quemado.

For the Huichole,

It is the Center of the Universe.

It is where the Sun was born.

In the Huichole Mind,

there is no distinction between the

Sacred and the profane.

It is all Sacred.

One night as the full moon was rising,

the group I had brought to the mountain,

stumbled upon a young group of Huicholes,

who had walked across the desert to be there.

The Shaman sang to the rising moon in a clear, tearful voice.

His song rang through the air like a hawk cry.

I had my group go down the steep side of the mountain,

so we would not intefere with their initiation service.

But the Shaman knew we were there.

And he never missed a beat.

In the Huichole Mind,

this was the time that

los gueros vienen.

There is no separation between the Sacred and the profane.

The Huichole Shaman dress today just like their forefathers.

When the Europeans came to their beloved lands,

they ran to the mountains.

They would have nothing to do with this white man and his guns.

They have lived there ever since

Cortez and his men in armor discovered them.

In the Huichole Mind,

everything is Sacred.

The earth,

the sky,

the deer,

the corn,

the peyote.

To the Huicholes,

the last 500 years,

have been the time that

los gueros vienen.


Blogger oZ said...

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8:19 AM  
Blogger oZ said...

well said, memo. As Einstein said though,the land of illusion is a rather persistent one.

8:22 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was there on that night, the moonlight was as bright as it can get. Only once before have I seen so clearly at midnight, on the Rhine in 1947 on New Years eve.

The Indians are falling prey to the ways of the "White Man". You see hem in Guadalajara and other big towns begging. The ones you see have perhaps forsaken their heritage to sip the modern nectars. Not all but some.

4:31 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So is the white man sacred?

5:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So is the white man sacred?

5:38 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

So is the white man sacred?

5:39 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

If there is no distinction between the sacred and the profane...and no separation between the sacred and the profane " in the huichol mind", as the author suggests, then it follows that there should be no US and no THEM, that WE are all together, and that WE are all connected. ยก Despiertales! NAHO.

9:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

write on!

3:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

the eternal fight between the whity-ness and the Indian-ness opens the way to thoughts, discussion, passion, myths and many, many questions...but I'd rather think that everything is sacred.

10:25 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

1. The "profane". This is the realm of routine experience, the secular, everyday world of work, toil and domestic duties. It is the sphere of adaptive behaviour, and is essentially utilitarian
The "sacred". This is the realm of human experience that is residual to, and other than, this work-a-day sphere. It lays somewhere beyond the profane sphere, and evokes an attitude of awe and reverence. Durkheim saw seven main characteristics of the sacred:-

5:57 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

As described by C Castaneda, The Tonal and The nagual.As described by J. Bell Quantum Entanglement.

3:07 PM  

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