Ask an Animist!

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Some say you will find no better test of your own knowledge than when you teach it to others, so with that...

Hello! I'm an animist. I devote my life to the spirits. With the number of agnostics, atheists and interested seekers out there, I figured it would be fun to open up a Q & A thread.

So, with that, I would like to lay down some traditions:

a) Please phrase your questions respectfully.

b) I am not intending this as a debate thread; if you don't understand an answer, ask for clarification. If you do not agree with an answer, post a forum thread elsewhere (and link to it) where we can hash it out.

c) If you consider yourself an animist, feel free to answer the person's question as well.

d) I welcome all questions.

And if you happen to find yourself in my neck of the woods, don't fear asking for an in-person visit. I'd love the company and conversation over a meal. Big Smile

Yours

Bill Maxwell

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nene's picture

Good show

Hey Bill --

Nice!  Hopefully this will be a fruitful thread.  

I'm feeling pretty clear headed , myself, these days, re: animism.  But I know you and I are in slightly different places, so I'll be looking forward to observing the discussion....

Janene

Ludi's picture

hi

Hi!   I have a question:

Do you think a person can be an agnostic and an animist at the same time?  If so, why/how?  If not, why not?
Thanks!   :)

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When Skepticism was king :)

Ludi wrote:

Do you think a person can be an agnostic and an animist at the same time? If so, why/how? If not, why not?
Thanks! Big Smile

An excellent question! I'd say you should consider agnosticism a pre-requisite for animism. Many (if not most) theological and scientific systems boil down to a prime cause spurring on pretty much everything else. Whether it begins with a Big Bang or the Word of YHVH, the real question people ask comes down to whether this prime cause possesses what we could call a 'consciousness' (in specific, something relatible to humans) or not. In animism, "It's a mystery" forms the general response you'll receive. You can possess a hell of a lot of information about the spirits who work in your area and their effect on people but the creator of the universe itself? They frame this answer in a couple of different ways. One way, naturally, comes out quite literally -- for example, the Lakota word for the universal creator translates as "Great Mystery." Another answer comes out culturally, shapes within the bounds of the stories that form the social fabric of the tribe. An example in mind -- the Tongva. They name their creator as Weywot, loosely translated into English as "Sky Captain." The 'captain' in this translation comes from the Spanish, who couldn't recognize any 'sensible' form of government among the 'savages' and so likened their 'leaders' to ship captains, which formed part of a crew but weren't as clear cut a ruler as, say, a king. The "Wot" among the Tongva could be either male or female (so their Creator doesn't truly possess a gender); the "Sky" refers to both the broad perspective a creator could have and also includes the element of time referenced in "Spell of the Sensuous" (the future, in the tribal mind = the future; great book, btw, if you haven't read it). One more point to add in; the Tongva emigrated here to California from the east, the Hohokan Empire, when it collapsed. In their creation stories, Weywot called in the energies from somewhere else into existence. Alright -- sorry for the long part of the lecture. Here's the bottom line on the cultural example. The Tongva were led here from somewhere else and placed into a situation of abundance, richness, diversity and contentment. The energy that made the universe (in their creation stories) led other energies into existence, allowing it to flow in such an incredible pattern that only a person with a broad perspective and having lived through it could truly appreciate. But what is that energy? Is it conscious (as we understand it)? It's a mystery. Big Smile But what, you may ask, about all the prayers said to Wakan Tanka and to all of the other Creator gods (Weywot et al.). Doesn't <i>that</i> prove that they think their creator is a capital -G- god? Nah. They treat everybody like that. Every rock, every plant, every animal, every ancestor. Because it's polite, because it's memorable and most important of all, when you pray to those rocks, plants, animals, ancestors, the prayers work. But the Great Creator? That's a mystery! Laughing out loud
Best Bill Maxwell "Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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thanks!

Thank you for the helpful answer!  

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What is an Animist exactly?

What is an Animist exactly? Like you talk to animals, plants and rocks? I've only heard the word passed around here, but never gotten a clear definition of what it means.

 

And what's the difference between Animism and Paganism? 

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Will the real definition please stand up? :)

surrealswirls wrote:

What is an Animist exactly? Like you talk to animals, plants and rocks? I've only heard the word passed around here, but never gotten a clear definition of what it means.

Cool! A two for one! Big Smile

Alright; animism is the belief that everything possesses a motive energy, what some would call a spirit. This spirit (or energy if you prefer) can be understood and communicated with (though most often on its own terms, an inter-species dialogue rather than "I talk in English and the bird talks in English"). In the case of radical differences in content, i.e. I'm talking to the rocks, the language is symbolic, i.e. it's hiss means something; let's figure out the environmental context in which it takes place so we can understand what it said. Oh sh*t! Earthquake coming! Big Smile

An adjunct that arises from this belief is that we are all related in one way or another, so you try to address them like you would family or friends. This personification works wonders for your relationship to the world, as you're working in terms that, as a human, you understand (that's assuming you take animism on a strictly psychological level, which you can).

So, everything has an agenda, we can communicate (and do all the time), and we're all related. The pain is in the details, though; beyond these constants rests the intimate study of one's environment and that you can spend a lifestyle learning!

Quote:

And what's the difference between Animism and Paganism?

Technically, nothing. Paganism is a Christian term that means "Non-Abrahamic faiths" which includes Buddhism, Taoism, Hinduism, etc. etc. In popular usage, it's any religion that doesn't fall under the "Western faiths" or "Eastern philosophies." Sometimes, it can be used to apply strictly to neo-Pagan faiths or reconstructionist religions (like Asatura, which tries to reconstruct the Norse religion).

In practice, most "Paganism" falls under farmer religions that arose after civilization had a stranglehold on the world's imagination. It also includes various New Age versions of "Native American Spirituality" that fit in more with the farmer faiths than their indigenous roots.

Animism is not a name that's used among the people who follow it. They are Lakota or Dine'h or Tongva or a thousand other tribes following the way of their people. They know they have similarities (and embrace those) but also recognize the differences. I use the term 'animism' strictly as a point of dialogue. Personally, I'm trying to forge a path to my ancestors (Osage, Cymry, Northmen, Anas) and their timeless knowledge while embracing my one and only home (Pacoima in the Tongva tongue, Tovangnar for the general area) where my family has been for four generations and where the ancestors of people I care for (as well as some of my own ancestors) are buried.

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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DEF CON 2

Definition Conversation: #2

I think the first usage of the terms as we would understand them is in Anthropology, in the 'good old early days' (when the researchers had sex with the natives and made up amusing stories about them latter). They may be helpful to this discussion, or not, at your option.

Animism refers to a belief that everything contains some sort of soul or motivating force, and in specific, that people can interact with this force on an individual or collective level in a meaningful, symbolic way. This gives rise to talking to trees as individuals, or talking to dying deer and the like.

Animatism refers to a belief that everything contains some sort of soul or motivating force but it is largely impersonal and does not respond to interaction, though it can manifest in interesting and helpful ways. This reflects the polynesian concept of 'mana' that can help leaders lead better and help warriors do better in battle, but its not because you asked it to, but because thats what it does when its inclined to. The Chinese concept of 'Chi' as impersonal energy flows is also an animatistic belief.

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Ah, the good old days :)

Thank you for the extra defs (and don't you love those wacky old anthropologists! Yeesh). Just a couple of potential points: usually when someone from civ refers to a soul, they represent it as something separate from the body, often immutable and eternal. The same doesn't often apply to the animistic mindset, where change is the only constant (heh Big Smile ).

As far as impersonal forces go, and I would love to 'argue' this about mana, there exists a consistent thread that the original creative force appears 'impersonal' only from the standpoint that It (They?) are concerned with the entire universe, not simply our needs. This leads to the idea that certain bigger energies, while potentially being channeled by you, don't have an understandable agenda because our focus is necessarily limited.

Here's hoping that made sense... :)P

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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How do you "channel"

How do you "channel" energies? I'm not sure what you guys mean by energies. Maybe an example would help me? I've never thought of a rock as having a will of its own. Or that is was trying to do something specific either for me or the universe.

This is really is a really interesting concept though, and it makes me want to ask a billion more questions:

 Do you consider Animism to be a religion? Like are there gods or a God? What exactly are you worshipping? Or is it more like a science? A way of assessing nature? Where would you place it in the Science versus Religion spectrum? How conscious do you think other organisms are to their tasks or energies or spirits? What do you think our energies are trying to tell us to do as humans? (What role do we play in this?) And are we following it? How much room for free-will is there in Animism? Like can a rock or tree do something that is against what the universe wants it to do? Could a human? Is it sacreligious to domesticate animals or to chop down trees to build a house? Is that harming their energy?

personal

hi surreal! the differences between 'religion' and 'animism' as far as i have observed is that religion is a contrivance, and it's view is a reaction to misery inherit in civilization (ie, suffering is a given ergo- we must be 'bad' or flawed, etc.,.,.,...). animism in my estimation is an evolved means of dealing/socializing with the world. animism for me could never be a religion; it is far too spontaneous, flexible and personal to be locked into dogmatic terms ie, books, chruchs, etc.

i personally don't have a clue what energy or energies, spirits, souls, gods, forces, etc are. i am familiar with the definitions and even familiar with what others are pointing to (sometimes) and this does not seem to help or expand my own relations with community of life. sooo, can't help there. though there is a wonderful storyteller, tracker and mentor named jon young and he speaks of original instructions of all things. this of course is an explaining story and just one way to help one understand the events and goings on of the community of life. there are audio tapes/cd's available called SEEING THROUGH NATIVE EYES with this and many other stories.

THE STORY OF B is a remarkable source for a literary emmersion in animism. Malidoma Some' is the closest thing to what i imagine a person raised in modernity and then initiated back into their tribe could accomplish - recovering an animistic view/life. his books are really startling close in their message to quinn - a return to tribalism. in a conversation with a group of men malidoma said something like, "just as modernity almost destroyed tribalism, now tribalism, like a virus is infecting modernity and will be it's demise."

care

bbb

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thanks for that

thanks for that clarification about religion. This is really interesting!

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I loved this quote!

bbbleaver wrote:

"just as modernity almost destroyed tribalism, now tribalism, like a virus is infecting modernity and will be it's demise."

Wouldn't it be amazing to see this all come full circle...

"The most violent element in society is ignorance."

 <3 Randi

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A Boatload of Amazing Questions Sails by...

Ahem... wow. Lots to answer here Big Smile Thank you!

surrealswirls wrote:

How do you "channel" energies? I'm not sure what you guys mean by energies. Maybe an example would help me?

When I'm talking about energy, I'm usually talking about it (relatively speaking) in the conventional sense: defined as the work that one system does or can do on another. Only the system in transition from one state into another can be defined and measured. Matter is a condensed version of that but still contains the same precepts (can do or does to others).

Now, again, the devil is in the details. None of us should really talk about channeling energies or spirits as if they are all the same thing. While the fundamental 'blocks' of the universe remain the same, we aren't living as fundamental blocks. We are humans, living in a world of human and non-human material things.

An example; 'Chi' has sometimes been translated as wind, sometimes as breath. A number of martial art 'soft' techniques (which center on 'channeling chi') could be described as elegant ways to channel your breath to super-oxygenate your body, allowing you to accomplish seemingly supra-normal feats through nourished muscles and a mental state that focuses you past the body's normal thresholds for doing things.

I've just (hopefully clearly) described a physical mechanism for spirit but let's take it a bit further. Suppose you have someone so attuned to the wind he leaps off a cliff and temporarily 'flies.' He is able to accomplish this because he intimately understands the updrafts involved in this particular spot in this particular time. Take it one step further; someone is using a combination of natural circumstances to achieve something apparently spectacular, say, rapid healing on a dying friend using song, plants, laughter, dance, prayer.

Channeling energies is being able to assess the world around you and its potential, analyze its relationship to you and be able to bank on it. It's one of the reasons why animists are so keen to keeping their environment hale and healthy. You never know when you'll need some combination of 'energies' to 'save the day.'

surrealswirls wrote:

This is really is a really interesting concept though, and it makes me want to ask a billion more questions:

And so you did... Big Smile

surrealswirls wrote:

Do you consider Animism to be a religion?

Not really. Charles did a wonderful job in his response. I'll throw down mine. People integrated their culture, their individual experiences and their environment into a lifestyle which, the majority of the time, had to work or their tribal unit would fall apart. Their rituals, their spirits, the way they prayed; this was intimately a part of their life, inseparable from it.

I'll give an odd example and hope it works. A tribe living by a volcano often prayed and made homage to their local spirits. Thus, they were surprised to have the volcano go up one day and let off a terrific ash plume. Terrified, they barely survived the multi-day rumblings and shakings and emerged so covered with ash, they couldn't recognize each other. Only two houses were left standing, a square one and a round one. The leader, recognizing he needed some semblance of order, told the tall ones to go in one house, the shorter ones to go in the other house and the smallest of all to see if anything was salvageable in the fields. As it turned out, the tall ones were men, the small ones were women, and the smallest ones were children. To this day, the men live separately from the woman, with the children running back and forth. Thus the gods of the volcano are appeased.

A silly custom, right? Well, not if you consider that perhaps inter-gender fighting was diverting the people's attention from listening to the volcano spirits. After their wake-up call, the survivors worked out a system that would alllow them to pay more attention to their environment than what was being done before.

The point of that long ramble is that from prayer to environment to culture, it's one seamless entity.

Now religion came about when there was an obvious dichotomy. It didn't taken a genius to recognize that the kids were coming out malformed and people were dying younger and horribly of different things. Rational people would generally say "f*ck it" and try something else. The only way to maintain an irrational system was to create a religion that reflected the division. "Hey, it's okay to rape the earth because next year, it'll be all back! The Great Mother must enjoy all that abuse. Hooray!" This dichotomy increased over time until it finally reached a tipping point when... oh wait. That's another answer below Big Smile

surrealswirls wrote:

Like are there gods or a God?

There's the Creator (Creatrix, Creators, Chorus, Null, Zip, or Zilch) -- that would be the Great Mystery up above. You can come to your own conclusions on that one. Me, I write poetry about String Theory.

As for gods, yup -- those would be those forces really a hell of a lot bigger than yourself. How would you handle the concept of an amalgram of experiences interfering with your life? Jung called it synchronicity, that seemingly endless string of coincidences that occur when you think of something in particular. The animists put names to them, created / inspired entire personas so that you could more effectively recognize -- and access! -- synchronicity for your benefit.

Let's take, for a moment, my Grandfather (my relationship to the spirit) Coyote. Lots of people ('specially white folk) across the U.S. will claim a spot with him <Sidenote to Ludi Because it's the internet and people can be misunderstood, Ludi, I am NOT talking about you or the post on the Balance thread; I'm referring to people I've run into on other forums and in L.A.> What most people don't understand is the "Trickster" package, which is the eternal outsider, the 'kid', changes from biome to biome. In the desert, for example, he's near and nigh the devil, not because he's evil but because veering from tradition will get you killed in a (relatively) hostile environment. In Southern California, in Tongva territory, where he showed a group of immigrants how to live -- how to thrive! -- in the local environment, he's a hero. It's through understanding the environment and the stories here that you can locate those 'tricky' customs that will give you the mindset to live here, show you the ropes so to speak.

Hm. I keep hoping it makes sense. Vodoun "Loa" are compilations of ancestor 'archetypes' you can speak to; human 'spirits' who can negotiate your position with the universe...

Well, again hoping it's clear. Everything has a spirit; the ones that seem 'bigger than life', those we call gods. Little gods everywhere. Heh. Now I want to go see Princess Mononoke again. Or was that Spirited Away?

surrealswirls wrote:

What exactly are you worshipping?

We honor and revere Life, the Universe... everything. I mean, what an astonishing, amazing, endlessly fascinating world we live in -- and that's not even counting the fact that it's one of billions of planets out there. I mean, for a moment there, think of it, you're alone sitting in a field of grass, no noise from the animals. The storm's not here yet but the lightning strikes all around you. How can you NOT just explode with the joy and wonder of it?

You know, some of what did it for me? The first time I talked to the wind -- and it talked back! It answered me, just a man, nothing special, but something non-human talked back and said hello. There is such a wild abandon in just that, in that feeling that you are part of this full, rich, insane, and amazing world.

surrealswirls wrote:

Or is it more like a science? A way of assessing nature? Where would you place it in the Science versus Religion spectrum?

And here's where we pick up a thread of conversation from above. So, you're the first farmers, life is S-H-*-T! So, the people who really pay attention to honoring the world come up with a story to make things easier. Mother Nature really likes to be hurt (bring it on, bad boy!); you're a bad person for doing these things so work harder. Your rewards will come later (after death) when nobody else is watching.

This works for a while; hell it works for thousands of years, especially seeing that when people start figuring out this viewpoint is, well, just a little f*cked, their own specific civilization gets knocked over by some barbarian savages who have the start the whole stupid cycle up all over again.

But finally, some smart folks do break through and say WHOA!!! This faith stuff is bullsh*t and those who avoided the early burning at the stake came up with a nifty way to fix it: "The Ways of Faith and Soul are Mysterious" (yes, they capitalized everything back in those days) "and We Men of Knowledge are too Limited in our Perspective to Understand IT. Thus We will call our Knowledge Science."

Animism wasn't considered science by anthropologists because (a) they kept separating it from the culture as if it was the same as the already screwd up religions they were following and (b) they couldn't understand half the stories anyway because they were coded to the bioregion, referenced stories that weren't told to the anthropologists and contained 'words' that mimicked the natural sounds of that region that the anthropologists didn't recognize as part of the language.

Just FYI, despite the previous rant, I don't have anything against anthropologists; a couple of my good friends are paleontologists & I dearly love them. I do get pissed off, however, reading a dozen or so papers with clear cultural (ours) biases and other talking heads saying how wonderful they were. Hmph.

A nice example I like to give of the Science vs. Animism 'debate' (heh) is the case of Legalist China vs the Taoists. Some day, long ago (damn it -- can't remember the date), a wholly rational government took over in China. The legalist movement excised all religions from any influence in government and took to governing by an intricate systems of punishments to keep people in the proper social frame of mind. Now, partway through their reign, the Taoists came up with this amazing theory; the world was round! They also calculated the Earth's approximate size and the fact that there was probably a continent in the middle of the whole thing between the Western Ocean and Europe.

However, their claim was dashed by the government because it came from a 'religion.' So much for progress. Big Smile Oh, if you haven't figured it out, Taoism is pretty much Chinese animism.

surrealswirls wrote:

How conscious do you think other organisms are to their tasks or energies or spirits?

I think they are as conscious as they need to be, often less so. This applies to humans as well. Each of us, right now, could be doing amazing things. But most of us, right now, are sitting in front of computers, staring at a screen. Hm. Somebody remind me to go outside more often.

surrealswirls wrote:

What do you think our energies are trying to tell us to do as humans?

I can't fully answer that, not as a member of the An-as (sorry, the word comes from White Road; it basically means a member of our current culture). I do know that they want us talking to them again and are confused as hell as to what we are doing.

surrealswirls wrote:

(What role do we play in this?) And are we following it?

The story that I personally look to and enjoy is the idea that whatever forces created humanity, some of its intention was that we wander around existence, looking under those nooks and crannies that everyone else overlooks. And once we were done, we'd all get together in a big party and share the juicy details.

I think civ got us away from that; I think its stranglehold on the planet takes us away from the ability to discern what truly matters and its relationship to everything else.

surrealswirls wrote:

How much room for free-will is there in Animism? Like can a rock or tree do something that is against what the universe wants it to do? Could a human?

Free will is always an odd question for me; personally I believe everything is guided by the intricacies of the environment around you but, since on the outside it looks like free will (simple rules interacting to form a complex dynamic), I just go with that. Besides there are LOTS, TONS, BOATLOADS of stories telling about things that go against their nature, sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. Things change.

As far as the universe goes, you're assuming it has a plan. We don't know that for sure. Part of the Great Mystery. Big Smile

surrealswirls wrote:

Is it sacreligious to domesticate animals or to chop down trees to build a house? Is that harming their energy?

The qualified answer is yes. In this regard, I'm going to stoop to cheap theatrics. I forget if you have a loved one (apologies) but go up to him (or her) and punch them square in the eye, hard enough so they can't see. Then see if they want to make out.

Domestication is brain-damaging non-human children by breeding. Chopping down trees nowadays means using a resource nobody gives a sh*t about anyway. After all, it's not like trees can sing, can they (yeah, I've read your post farther down)?

Wolves became dogs because they co-evolved with us, up to the time we screwed them over and started committing atrocities. Cats became housecats out of choice. Then came the same torment.

Put it this way, if you are working with your animals on their terms (packs can run free, litters should be healthy, herds have plenty of space to roam and be chased after by predators) and fostering a relationship where they can interact with you, then it doesn't matter if you're butchering the cattle for meat, racing with sled dogs, petting the housecat. It's when you start seeing their relationships in your terms, for your benefit, is where problems arise.

A stereotypical joke about black-skinned folks in America is that they are good at sports. A doctor once had the unenviable task of pointing out that in certain ways, it isn't a stereotype; slave-owners were deliberately breeding their 'property' to be bigger, stronger, faster, more 'profitable.' If that concept leaves a horrible taste in your mouth, then you get an idea of what I feel like when folks around me start talking about pairing up their 'pets' to get a 'more pure breed.' The old Lakota saying is For All My Relations. All of them.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Many thanks

wow, thank you so much for answering all of my questions. This has been such an educational day!

definitions

dictionary definitions are not static, they set the parameters that remain loose are flexible to context and over time morph, change, contort, right shakespear?

for me animism defines relationship.

how do you preceive the world around you?

hostile?

friendly?

dead?

alive?

under your control?

reciprocal?

bruce charelton has this to say about animism:

Alienation is one of the distinctive features of Western contemporary life that, while pleasures are widely available (albeit at a price), there is almost universally a sense of alienation. Alienation is the feeling that life is 'meaningless', that we do not belong in the world.

But alienation is not an inevitable part of the human condition (emphasis mine- bbb): some people feel at one with the world. This perspective is a consequence of the animistic way of thinking which is shared by children and hunter-gatherers. Animism considers all significant entities to have 'minds', to be 'alive', to be sentient agents. The animistic thinker inhabits a unified world populated by personal powers including not just other human beings, but also important animals and plants, and significant aspects of physical landscape. Humans belong in this world because it is a web of social relationships (emphasis- bbb).

We were all animistic children once, and for most of human evolutionary history would have grown into animistic adults. Animism is therefore spontaneous, the 'natural' way of thinking for humans, and it requires sustained, prolonged and pervasive socialization to 'overwrite' animistic thinking with the rationalistic objectivity typical of the modern world. It is learned objectivity that creates alienation - humans are no longer embedded in a world of social relations but become estranged, adrift in a world of indifferent things.

But objectivity is superficial: animism remains the basic underlying mode of human thinking, and animism can be recovered. When we are removed from the rational systems of civilisation, when learned patterns of socialised behaviour are stripped-away, then animistic thinking can re-emerge and a sense of belonging in the world may return.

the article goes on to say that animism in action is akin to a "type of science" that allows humans to predict and understand more accurately the movements of animals, weather, and so on. in other words, by getting to know the world around you a greater understanding and insight to it's workings are revealed, because that is exactly what we're evolved to do!-understand our relationship to the Others and that includes humans. if by viewing these Others (weather, bulls, bob cats, and tit mice) as alive and indowed with intelligence, not with the scaling or hiearchial approach or view of a westrener (i'm more highly evolved than...) you just might learn something from your nieghbors in the community of life. such as appreciation, when certain plants are ready for harvest, why they are ready for harvest,.,.,.,,....and much more!

bbb

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I would be remiss...

Thank you for the commentary on relationships because that truly is the amazing heart that drives animism.

I would be remiss, however, if I didn't point out, in Bruce Charelton's comments, that the terms "mind", "sentient" don't mean the same to an animist as they would to more 'civilized' folks.

Stop for a moment and consider how you would determine if your neighbor had a mind. How do you figure out if he's sentient? I don't come up to the door armed with IQ tests or dissection kits or elaborate testing apparatus. Generally, I talk to the person to see if they're worth talking to. If we speak different languages, I'm going to have to take the time to learn the new one (or have you learn mine). The same applies to non-humans with the added extra fun that you need to learn different modes of communication and admit that in certain cases you will never be able to fully get your intentions across (but still be able to hold a limited exchange!).

Oh... and just a reminder (or, as we call it in the writing industry, a sledgehammer) to other folks, in animism, everything's "alive." Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell

 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Oh wow, I think I might

Oh wow, I think I might believe this, but I'm not sure. I've never heard of a definition for it before. This reminds me a lot of the book "Druids" by Morgan Llywelyn... one of my favorite books.

I definitely do feel that plants are sentinent and have an energy. I've felt it very powerfully when in the forests. They feel very wise to me. I kind of imagine them as old men with long beards. I've always felt that if I were only able to listen better, they'd tell me something. Not like in English, but I'd be able to understand them all the same. I always get really quiet in the forests, trying to listen and feeling like I'm missing something important. It pisses me off to hear other hikers in the forest because they break the communication. There is nothing more frustrating in the entire universe than loud hikers. It just seems incredibly disrespectful to me to be boisterous in a forest.

It's harder for me to grasp or accept a rock being sentinent though. I've never felt life emanating from a rock before. Maybe the lichen or moss on the rock, but not the rock itself. How do you listen to a rock to see if it's alive? What about a rock that has been manipulated by man? Is it still alive?

I always thought I was crazy for thinking that forests were trying to tell me something... not me specifically, I don't even know if trees are aware when I'm there or not, but that they are thinking or something - almost like they're really more like talking to each other and I'm just trying to eavesdrop. It kind of feels like they're singing to each other, only I can't quite make out the song. It definitely feels like a song though. It always seemed crazy when I tried to explain it to other people. I kind of just thought that maybe what it really was, was that forests just make ME want to sing, and that I was confusing my own feelings to be that of the trees. Is this at all Animism or am I way off? What would you call these spiritual feelings that I have when I'm in nature?

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I would!

I would call that Animism, personally.   My personal belief (my own interpretation of your description of your experience) is that you are feeling the energy of life, or "the spirit of the place."   Think how totally enveloped in living beings you are in the forest, compared to the city (where so much is inert concrete).  Amongst the giant trees who have been alive for a thousand years - that's a lot of living!

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concrete vs forests

Yeah! Okay, but that is why I am wondering about the rocks being sentinent, because I definitely don't feel the concrete of the cities singing to me like I do feel the forests. Cities seem very devoid of that feeling and I can get depressed in them if I haven't gotten out to the forest or the beach to rejuvenate myself in awhile.

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rocks

I don't know...I've always been attracted to rocks in a wild setting, but, I can't say why or how they differ from concrete except in an esthetic way.

nene's picture

Rocks and Stuff..

Hey Olivia...

Think not of a rock... but of a mountain.

Consider this... the spirit of a rock would 'move' at a much slower place than that of a tree, just as the tree might move at a slower pace than a rabbit.  That is probably why you have never noticed it before.  (Or even, think of the difference between A tree, and a Forest...)

I feel the spirit of the rock... especially when I drive through a tunnel in a mountain.  Each mountain feels differently, has a different 'story' to tell... has more or less residual 'pain' from the carving of the tunnel.  This is also what first drew me west.  Driving through Appalacia (sp?) was all about plant life... but when I drove west last year for 10K Ways... that is when I truly encountered the sense of 'earth' and found that it drew me in a way that neither water nor air nor fire could.....

Janene 

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mountains

oh! I do feel it, looking at the mountains. yes. very majestic.

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spirit

Are you able to explain this feeling of a spirit in other words?   How you feel the pain?

Thanks.

I find experiences of this sort to be impossible (for me) to express in words.  So, I don't know if it's possible for others to express them in a way in which other people can understand.

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That's a rough one

Hey Lynn --

I don't think I really can put it into words... or at least only by analogy.

I am extremely empathic. I feel the emotions of people around me... and of course, the more I know someone, the more sensitive I am. Just for perspective... when I was in high school, two senior classmen died in a stupid industrial type accident. The whole school mourned, of course. One I knew not at all, the other, only by association. However, I spent the next nine months in near-catatonic depression. Because I absorbed the sadness of everyone around me and did not know how to let it go.

After that, (after years of trying) I learned to block out emotion.... to the point that I was as unsensitive as any average taker on the street.... until Ishcon '04. At the end of the conference, we all stood in a circle and had a quiet moment of reflection. It all burst in on me and I practically ran out of there, got in my car and headed home. Along the way I thought it all through and figured out what had happened... and since then I have consciously explored dropping my defenses and allowing myself to be open to that once more. 

So... when it comes to mountains (or animals, or trees) what I feel is very much the same as what I feel from other people. Sort of. Mountains are quieter and slower... a little more... staid. Trees also, but not to the same extreme. Animals of various sorts can be VERY similar to humans... but the physical sensation is similar for all of the above.

Does that answer your question in the slightest?

Janene

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inanimate objects in the home

hey you guys, I was talking to Adam Hintz in the chatroom earlier (he's a really good Ishmael role-player) and he was saying that things in my apartment could have energies or whatever you prefer to call them too, just like the energy I feel in a forest. Do you guys feel that way about your stuff? How do you sense it?

(btw - this is totally the most enlightening thread EVER, thanks you guys) 

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Loving Your Stuff

Do I feel that my things have spirits? Absolutely! Though, honestly, those I 'feed' (to quote Martin Prechtel) with stories or offerings have a much higher potential than most consumer crap which is often the functional equivalent of asleep or mildly dangerous.

I'd say the easiest way to 'sense it' is through familiarity with the object; you know the ins and outs of it, its curves, its secret thoughts and stories.  You know these things and its like a memory come to life, an emotional shock (pleasant) that comes to your hand. 

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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feeding

How do you feed things with stories or offerings? What kind of offerings? (is giving the sweat lodge rocks fire an offering?) Do Animists ever make shrines for their offerings?

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Beauty as a Tasty Treat

surrealswirls wrote:

How do you feed things with stories or offerings? What kind of offerings? (is giving the sweat lodge rocks fire an offering?) Do Animists ever make shrines for their offerings?

Martin Prechtel talks about the traditions of certain Mayans, where they believed you had to give back more than you took; you did this by encouraging beauty, by creating things that other species could not. The kind of offerings depends on what you're dealing with. Things precious to you are nice; medicinal scents (the Lakota offer tobacco as a general thank you; so do I. Sage is also good), food, music, dance. Your best bet is to study what you want to offer to (and check out what the locals did in similar circumstances).

Building a 'rock sweat lodge' for the grandfather stones is a type of offering, as is the tobacco that we throw on the stones to introduce ourselves, as is the welcoming song and the incense cedar put on each stone as it enters. Each of these phases serve multiple niches, communicating a story and enacting certain healthy practices among everyone who is participating.

As far as shrines go, totally depends on your culture. Some do, some don't.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

Ludi's picture

yes

Yes, thank you.  Big Smile

nene's picture

That's a rough one

[Double Post]

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The Pain of Concrete

We had an interesting discussion on this at 10K Ways; my two cents on it are this. Let's put the stone's life in a human perspective for a moment.

You live a very ordinary, pleasant, simple life, surrounded by family or friends. Occasionally, something really exciting happens and you may move but overall, it's good.

Then somebody comes along and beats the crap out of you. Pushing you to the ground, they hold you down, forcing you into the soil; you cry for help and your friends try to come to your aid but when they do, this son of a b*tch just stomps you down and tells you to stop struggling.

How do you feel?

That is the life of concrete.

And people wonder why some of us get depressed in cities..

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Pulverized

I look at concrete as "industrial processed stone" - dug up, stolen, pulverized, contaminated, reacted, and then crammed into rigid forms, set to serve this culture's will...

Without really asking the stone, or getting it's permission - we've been able to build faster, longer, higher, lighter, stronger - we've done things that couldn't be done with the stone as we meet it in the world.  All this stuff we've built is short lived... and will collapse in very short order - especially considering stone's looong geologic "lifespan"...

Overall, its very similar to what we've done to industrial processed animals, plants, ourselves - but fucking over rocks, instead. Same shit, different kingdom.

----

The Oil is screaming as we suck from its home and burn it into extinction. Genocide; ethnic cleansing if you will. But it's fighting back by ganging up and over-heating things via it's gaseous remains...

-Jim

 

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On Rocks & Listening

surrealswirls wrote:

How do you listen to a rock to see if it's alive?

There's a story about the first sweat lodge, that the people recognized that a baby is born without negative experiences and they wondered how they might return to that sort of state. Noticing that stones are very old, they wondered if they might have the wisdom to produce that kind of medicine. However, what could they offer in return? Someone noticed that newborn stones (those coming out of volcanoes) started life as red-hot so the people thought "Perhaps we can do a favor for these grandfathers. Maybe we can return them to their youth and then, in turn, they will do the same for us." So it is, before every sweat, you build a wood lodge for the stone people, heat them red hot, and when they are brought into your sweat, welcome them and give them water so that they may release their medicine for you.

I'd heard them hiss and crack and react to prayers and felt their reassuring presence. They are amazing things, rocks; however they live on a different time scale than ours and usually can only be felt by a very solid presence.

surrealswirls wrote:

What about a rock that has been manipulated by man? Is it still alive?

I'm going to assume you are not referring to metal (smelted out of stone) and are talking about carving. A carved stone is still alive but has undergone an astonishing metamorphosis (for its kind). I'll have to side with Martin Prechtel on this one -- if the stone has been handled properly at all points along the way then it's a thing of beauty. If not, it's potentially dangerous to anything around it.

surrealswirls wrote:

I always thought I was crazy for thinking that forests were trying to tell me something... not me specifically, I don't even know if trees are aware when I'm there or not, but that they are thinking or something - almost like they're really more like talking to each other and I'm just trying to eavesdrop. It kind of feels like they're singing to each other, only I can't quite make out the song...

Is this at all Animism or am I way off?

That's absolutely animism but you've also brought up an interesting point many people don't get -- the conversations aren't always about you! And, frankly, most of the time, they're NOT ABOUT YOU! That doesn't mean you can't listen or join in and sometimes everyone is talking about you but there's a big wide wonderful world out there and everybody's got something to say. Big Smile

surrealswirls wrote:

What would you call these spiritual feelings that I have when I'm in nature?

A good start.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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manipulated objects

TwoRoadsTom wrote:

surrealswirls wrote:

What about a rock that has been manipulated by man? Is it still alive?

I'm going to assume you are not referring to metal (smelted out of stone) and are talking about carving. A carved stone is still alive but has undergone an astonishing metamorphosis (for its kind). I'll have to side with Martin Prechtel on this one -- if the stone has been handled properly at all points along the way then it's a thing of beauty. If not, it's potentially dangerous to anything around it.

 I'd really like to talk about this further. Adam and I were talking about this in the chatroom earlier today, but then I think his computer froze. 

I can easily accept everything we've discussed about Animism up until this point, then I have trouble "seeing" it, so to speak.  

For example, we were talking about my coffee table. It's an oak chest. When I'm under an oak tree, I feel its presence very strongly, but I don't feel anything coming from my coffee table. Adam asked me why this was and I said maybe because the oak is dead, or maybe because I have a different relationship to a tree than to my coffee table since a tree has it's own story or history, whereas my coffee table is only part of my history. I know this isn't exactly true, it once was a tree with it's own story, but it's now too connected to my own story for me to look at it objectively? 

Life and death are a circle. Everything that lives, must die. If Animists think that everything is alive, then how do we know when something like a rock has died? Is my oak coffee table dead and that's why I don't feel anything coming from it? But if it's dead because it was manipulated into a piece of furniture by man, then how come a piece of stone isn't? I'm very confused.

Also, why did you differentiate between stones and metals? Are metals under different laws of animism than stones? 

Thank you so much for all your patience with my zillions of questions. My brain is buzzing. 

 

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shhh... they're listening

Hi,
in my childhood my friends always referred to those trees whove been cut down and turned into furniture art and houses as "The Nettles" and whenever we had sleepovers we'd tell each other stories about how the nettles would wake up one day and reclaim the world!!
JJ
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nettles, etc.

haha, that's great! I use to think my stuffed animals were alive. I thought they could only come to life when I left the room. My little brother and I use to try to sneak up on them to catch them moving. They were much too sneaky for us though.

circles

swirls wrote

"life and death are a circle."

it sounds like this could be a good part of the "answer" to the question, "...how do we know when something like a rock has died?" finding where in the circle life begins and death ends makes for good debate but that's not why i ask.

many indigenous cultures don't bother with the many types of arguments/dialectics/polemics or lines of questioning that 'we' might think or even believe are natural. in other words, why bother doubting the existence of something let alone arguing about it (when obviuosly it can neither be proven or disproved to be or not be). the advantage they have that we can recover for ourselves is this- knowing their feelings, absent of abnormal stress one can relax and experience/explore/embody their connection with the world and from this gain scientia (knowlegde) [without the external doubts of others who have not shared in this experience]. the point of this being, after reading your posts it sounds like you appreciate the vibrant and estatic exchange that comes from being in a forest or amoung more dynamic elements such as wind or rain? there is nothing to doubt about what you have experienced? if rocks apprear as lumps this, i would say, is no different than when i meet someone and they apprear (in my judgment) to be 'dead' or 'lifeless' not a whole lot of fun. so far this is the relationship until i decide to change it by participating with them in a different way.

the concrete post are awesome - i wish chuck would show up and tell us about his relationship to concrete as a building inspector/animist. because he works closely with these "materials" he has a familiarity that goes far beyond who/how i know concrete.

i am little afraid of concrete. as a punk skater kid in the 80's i fell a lot, and have been in numerous automobile "accidents" where the hard road played a role... i respect all it does for me as well, foundation for my home, allows me travel quickly to other places, .,.,.,... making offerings, solicitations, or songs to the "inanimate" is great way to get to know more about how you already think and feel about them and can devulge information we might not of previously known.  

care

bbb

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Lifeless People

good point about lifeless/dull people. That's another thing to include when thinking about all this.

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Banging Out Answers :)

surrealswirls wrote:

When I'm under an oak tree, I feel its presence very strongly, but I don't feel anything coming from my coffee table. Adam asked me why this was and I said maybe because the oak is dead, or maybe because I have a different relationship to a tree than to my coffee table since a tree has it's own story or history, whereas my coffee table is only part of my history. I know this isn't exactly true, it once was a tree with it's own story, but it's now too connected to my own story for me to look at it objectively?

You had it right; it's dead, as far as oaks go. Now, there are other forces at work within it.

surrealswirls wrote:

If Animists think that everything is alive, then how do we know when something like a rock has died? Is my oak coffee table dead and that's why I don't feel anything coming from it? But if it's dead because it was manipulated into a piece of furniture by man, then how come a piece of stone isn't? I'm very confused.

I do understand the confusion; take into consideration the life of the thing in question. If you cut down a tree, for a number of trees, you kill it. Cut an earthworm in half and you get two earthworms. For rocks, getting manipulated can be akin to us getting a piercing. It changes the shape of the rock but doesn't neccesarily destroy the rock. In the lifestyle of a rock that's out in the 'open', age will turn it into sand.

surrealswirls wrote:

Also, why did you differentiate between stones and metals? Are metals under different laws of animism than stones?

Metal is not under different laws; I just feel that it, like any refined substance, requires a lot more careful handling than just a rock. There are stories that the reason why uranium is so deadly is that it's pissed off it got removed from its home deep underground. That's why it keeps lashing out and making people sick.

surrealswirls wrote:

Thank you so much for all your patience with my zillions of questions. My brain is buzzing.

Thank you for asking! I hope I've been able to provide some small frameworks for exploration.

Best

Bill Maxwell

 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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It seems so obvious now

Thank you! It seems so obvious now.

Amanda's picture

Great idea for a topic!

I don't have any questions yet, but I'm enjoying reading this thread. 

"Pray for the dead and fight like hell for the living." - Mary Harris "Mother" Jones

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The Spirit World.

Have you ever journeyed into the spirit world or had visions? Thanks for your valuable contribution!

Adam Hintz

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The Long View...

Adam Hintz wrote:

Have you ever journeyed into the spirit world or had visions?

Eek! Well... I should have figured someone would ask those. Those are some deep waters you want to go treading into Adam.

Okay, first, the 'spirit world'. Well, you're in it, sort of; the world is made of spirits. But that's not the question is it? Everybody hears about shamans physically or psychically going "somewhere else."

Part of the problem lies in translation; the world is the world -- it's what's around you. The realm of the spirits lies in a different modality of the world that is still the world. Um... hm. Like seeing ultraviolet or hearing different frequencies. You still have ultraviolet or infrared energy around you but you don't perceive it visually. Yet still it exists.

Compound this issue with the idea that time is a physical place and you can get some real issues. A number of cultures (and anthropologists who study them) talk of the three realms: the Sky Realm, the Earth Realm and the Underworld. What they don't explain that is also a reference to the Future, the Present and the Past.

Now, in the hopes that the previous paragraphs may have been just an inkling of clear, I'll try to reframe. We live in the world; there exists subtle realms of perception and being that we don't exist in -- other 'worlds' so to speak -- but we can find ways to enter. It's the difference between the person who walks over the mountain and one who walks through the mountain (technically possible since most matter is empty air). Both can be done but only one is hellaciously impressive. Big Smile

Well, now that I've confused things properly :)P, I'll actually try to answer the question. Like many oldtimers (heh), I believe I have visited a spirit realm using lucid dreaming and meditative techniques. I have never physically entered a different state of being though I have talked to indigenous folks who have / who remember witnessing others doing this. My interaction with the spirits comes through the standard way; talking to them & listening & paying attention to their response. Big Smile

Visions, though. Wow.

Okay, I'm a writer, so I have strange stuff pour into my mind all the time. I've been told that when you're forced to write certain things down, when things come clearly to you but it feels like something outside you (like how White Road popped up), then that's a vision. I've sat in a sweat lodge and in the middle suddenly been somewhere else, a cool field, staring up at the astonishing starlit sky talking to Grandfather.

But I don't think that's quite what you're asking.

Capital -V- visions are the ones that knock you on your ass, the ones that change your life, that you can't back away from, that stay with you near and nigh to forever. You can say they are from the spirits or you can look at it psychologically and say that they are your mind suddenly pulling together a previously unknown perspective from a mountain of data. Both views would be correct in the animist viewpoint.

Yeah. I've had one of those.

I have to fight back tears even trying to write this small piece down. I keep this locked up deep inside me so I can keep sane and pleasant and be a good father / husband / friend.

All of you talk about collapse. I asked the spirits what it would look like. I got an answer. I saw what happens here in L.A., saw the deaths, felt the whole thing with all my senses, saw the death of my family and friends and everything I understood.

I keep fighting, even in the face of it, because someone has to, because even the Hopi said that one good person fighting that fight can change things, even if it's just a little, even if it relieves a little suffering. And I'm not alone.

I'm going to stop writing now for a couple of minutes. Then I'll go answer a couple of other questions. Thank you for asking yours, Adam, and I hope I answered them.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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One person CAN make a difference

Hey Bill --

Thanks for sharing that... I KNOW how hard such a thing can be to share.  But do always remember that sometimes our visions push us to make sure such never comes to pass... at least not the way you/we saw it.  I expect this is one of those times as I KNOW you have the capacity to make a huge impact......

Janene 

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Thanks.

Thanks Bill. You answer is complete to me. I'm honored with your replies.

Take Care,

Adam Hintz

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Morality and Poisoned Water

I've often heard that an animist does not view things in terms of good and bad, but in what works and doesn't work.  But it would seem to me that poisoning ones own or any others (I'm refering to nonhumans here, too) water supply would be immoral.  What does an animist think about this?

This question of course was inspired by Derrick Jensen's section in Endgame talking about how poisoning any waters of the earth should be considered absolutely immoral.

Thank you,

Curt

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Morality

Hey Curt --

How ya been? How's your cordwood project coming?

This is Bill's thread so I think he should answer your question... but I'll throw my two or three cents onto the pile Wink

I think the qustion you ask is largeley semantical... but semantics mean a lot in real life... so, I think to an animist, generally speaking, the idea of poisoning the water would be not so much "immoral" as simply an act of insanity. So they might act to do something about a person acting insane -- much as they might hunt down a predator gone insane, but it would not be because they are "wrong" but simply because it would be deemed necessary to protect the larger community.

Janene

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Cordwood

Janene wrote:  "How ya been? How's your cordwood project coming?"

I have been doing well. Thank you for asking. We're at the point where we have to figure out a way to get the dirt up on the roof without spending to much money.  I'm thinking we're going to try and borrow a local farmers hay elevator. 

Take care,

Curt

 

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Morality, the Lessons of the Herd, & a Small Rant about Hunting

Morality is always a wondrously sticky subject because even among the civilized nations no one can decide exactly what it is, what it means or who should have it. There is, however, a lot of energy spend on claiming the other 'side' is immoral, ignorant and, well, should generally be wiped off the face of the planet.

Morality among animists is often not quite as simple as 'what works' because, as a practicality, the world is rarely quite seen in such a utilitarian fashion. Animism comes down to relationships.

Conside it thusly; do you see your father and think "What is his net worth and how can I best extract it?" You may, if you're younger, wonder if dad can spot you some money so you can go out on a date. You might wonder if you can borrow the car keys. But that's not the sum totality of your relationship with this other human.

And just to confuse things, I'm going to take things WAAAAYYYY back. Big Smile

Life appears on the planet and does it's little dance. Some green stuff washes up on the rocks and says "Yippee! Free photosynthesis!" Then some things come along to nibble on the green stuff and they develop defenses. Some are poisonous, some have spikes, some deal with it by producing LOTS of progeny so that some survive.

Over to nibbling animals. They nibble on the plants; life is good. Then a hungry one has to do some scavenging on dead flesh to survive. Not too bad. Then, a little later on, it develops into a hunter. Animals develop a whole host of adaptations to avoid being on the menu. Some become poisonous, some have spikes, some move in herds so that while a few die MOST survive.

Now carnivores are a wily lot (they have to be to find food), so it was only a matter of time before some of them took on the 'message' of the Herd. Protect your own and you thrive as a group. Our great example of that here is the Wolves.

The Wolves taught that trick to a hungry group of primates.

And lo, thence came us. We understand (thanks to brother & sister wolf) that if we loveand live and work together as a group then we, as a whole, thrive. And we also understand -- if only through the mechanic of plant and animal food turning into us -- that everything is related. So, if we are treat everyone in our tribe as family, how do we treat our other relations? As family too!

Of course, some of their ways are radically different than ours, so you learn local tolerance, create stories to explain it to the kids (so we don't have to re-learn everything from scratch each generation) and maintain our relationships in a healthy fashion.

That's why poisoning the water is immoral / insane. You're poisoning your grandfather! Oh my g*d! What the hell are you doing?!

But that's not the full answer, is it? What kind of moral code emerges between humans? Is there a universal morality that crops up?

The primary source of morality comes from creating stability in the family (& tribe & by extension the world around you). What kind of behaviors will upset your social harmony?

Protect the children seems to be top of the list; the things we let happen to kids nowadays would horrify any proper culture. Don't allow abuse in your immediate family. The famous 10 aren't too bad when put into a proper context:

Quote:

> Place no gods before that which Created everything. (i.e. respect everything equally)

> Do not worship any carved image as the source of all things B whether it is a likeness of anything found in the heaven above, the earth beneath, or in the waters of the earth. They form parts of the whole, not the whole itself. (see rule 1 above)

> Do not take the Universe's name in vain, claiming its power or divine law for yourself. (no god-kings!)

> Remember a day of rest. When one observes the Universe, one sees that it provides time for both rest and work. Recognize this as holy.

> Honor your Elders, for they hold the experience of what happened before you.

> Do not murder. (this speaks specifically to not killing someone "in cold blood")

> Do not marry those not recognized by your people. (because your tribe is family, bringing in a new member must be made harmonious to the family as well).

> Do not steal from your people.

> Do not lie against your people.

> Do not covet what another of your people owns.

Note that these laws don't neccessarily apply to others outside of your region, however, if you want to be polite to your distant cousins, you may want to keep following them! Why doesn't it apply to others? Because they may have ways that contradict yours, because the desert is different than the coast and the coast is different than the forest, etc., etc. Harmony does not always mean 'peaceful'; it means that, overall, the system can maintain itself over time.

Now, since the Jensen was mentioned Big Smile , I should bring up an obvious question "Is it a moral imperative for an animist to blow up a dam?"

Sure!

That comes with some clarifications, though. If you were to wake up tomorrow and a dam has mystically appeared in your neighborhood and is having a detrimental effect on your friends (your tribe) and neighbors (the community of life), you have every right to take it down.

But when we talk about 'blowing up a dam' in a modern context, you are talking about taking on a monolithic system that, as part of its 'extrusions', produces a dam. Blowing that up is about as effective as stepping on somebody's foot. All it will do is piss them off.

"Oh no!" one might exclaim "Is there nothing that I, a moral and upright animist, can do?"

Au contraire, my friend. There are definitely things one can do to maintain one's sense of morality and outrage. Big Smile

So an amoebic horror with limbs like dams and shopping malls is threatening your neighborhood, what is an animist to do? Old stories are FULL of examples of what people can do. You have to think outside the box and use your environment to turn the beast upon itself, where it cannot fight properly. Sometimes, in the stories, the beast is converted into something friendly. Sometimes it dies. Sometimes it becomes something else. In all cases, though, it didn't go away when people gave up.

We are a pack of wily carnivores. The greatest hunt of all is upon us, with the greatest prey we've ever seen. Good luck! Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

Huby7's picture

Utopian Systems

How come when a majority of individuals in a culture share an animistic worldview we don't see utopian systems emerge?

Take care,

Curt

 utopia - from the greek,

 utopia - from the greek, ou = not + top(os) a place, not a place.

 animism seems to lend itself to observation, to awareness of place; "to see things as they are" not "as we wish them to be".

care 

bbb

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Living in Utopian moments

Huby7 wrote:

How come when a majority of individuals in a culture share an animistic worldview we don't see utopian systems emerge?

Take care,

Curt

 

Alright, for the sake of answering the question, I'm going to take out two potential 'definitions' of Utopia (1) that it translates as 'a place that doesn't exist', and (2) it refers to a society that unrealistic or impossible to create. Instead, I'm going to address what we usually refer to in conversations -- the perfect society.

Utopia, I believe, arises out of the same mental process as the idea of heaven. When you, as a culture, are at war with the world, you think to yourself "Gods, SOMETHING has to be better than this!" So, not seeing anything around you, you dream of Heaven, that beloved afterlife where endemic slavery, poverty, isolation, violence and starvation are never found again.

If you decide to be philosophical about this, as opposed to religion, and you have to come up with an answer to eliminating the slavery, poverty, etc. etc., you dream of a society absent all this. Hence utopia.

That's only half the answer, though.

Let's turn our attention over to the animist half of the street.

In part inspired by information from the sweat lodge I attend and in part by Quinn, I tell people this story as I try to explain why the sweat lodge exists.

"Wolf & Daniel" wrote:

In the beginning, when the Creator brought about all things, the Creator understand that what was good for some, would be bad for others. While the loss of your child to the lion may be a great tragedy to you, to the lion, he is content that he has gained a meal. Knowing that this was the way of things, Creator made sure that there were medicines in the world that would help heal those who had been hurt because no one should have to carry negativity within them forever.

What is important to point out is that there will always be 'negativity' in the world, NOT because of some balance (for every good, there is an evil), but because that is how the world flows.. What is good for some will be bad for others.

So, we can't have a perfect society, in a perfect world, where everything is always just, always amazing, always peaceful... but what can we get?

Tribes constantly speak of trying to live in a traditional way, as if it is a dynamic thing that no one can fully 'reach.' What they achieve, by trying to live in a traditional way, is a set of utopian moments, places in time where everything is absolutely perfect. And they strive to not only have them, themselves, but also to keep an environment where their children, their children's children and so on can have them as well. That's one of the reasons why you pay such close attention to your environment, to your world; if everything is working in harmony, then those utopian moments can practically fill a lifetime, even if at other moments, pain or suffering is involved.

That's one of the great tragedies of our civilization, that while we, too, can experience utopian moments, we know, to our very bones, that they are fleeting. Our civilization is not geared to make these moments last forever; it is geared towards grinding everything up in the name of 'progress.'

That, in the end, is what so many tribes were fighting for -- something which I suppose you could call a dynamic utopia Big Smile , traditions that filled their lives with utopian moments, that changed over times as their world changed, and that made life so worth living!

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Past Quote by Watts

Bill,

Your post reminds me of a quote by Alan Watts that Devin posted over at IshCon a long time ago.

... modern civilization is in almost every respect a vicious circle. It is insatiably hungry because its way of life condemns it to perpetual frustration. ... the future is still not here, and cannot become part of experienced reality until it is present. Since what we know of the future is made up of purely abstract and logical elements -- inferences, guesses, deductions -- it cannot be eaten, felt, smelled, seen, heard, or otherwise enjoyed. To pursue it is to pursue a constantly retreating phantom, and the faster you chase it, the faster it runs agead. This is why all the affairs of civilization are rushed, why hardly anyone enjoys what they have, and is forever seeking more and more. Happiness, then, will consist not of solid and substantial realities, but of such abstract and superficial things as promises, hopes, and assurances. Alan Watts, in The Wisdom of Insecurity, 1951

Take care,

Curt

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Lifestyles

Is it much easier to maintain an animistic worldview when you live the life of a hunter-gatherer than that of a city dweller?

Take care,

Curt

here a some suggestive

here a some suggestive answers from richard e. sorenson and bruce charlton

The Preconquest Setting

The preconquest type of consciousness detailed below survives today only in a few, now rapidly vanishing, isolated enclaves. Although those we contacted were widely dispersed, they shared a distinctive type of consciousness—one very different from the postconquest type that dominates the world today. It emerged from a type of child and infant nurture common to that era but shunned in ours.

The outstanding demographic condition required for such a life is small populations surrounded by tracts of open territory into which anyone can diffuse virtually at will. This allows those discomfited by local circumstance, or attracted by conditions further on, to move as they wish with whoever might be similarly inclined. This was the case even in the smallest of all the preconquest enclaves seen. The outstanding social condition is a sociosensual type of infant and child nurture that spawns an intuitive group rapport and unites people without need for formal rules. The outstanding psychological condition is heart-felt rapprochement based on integrated trust. This provides remarkable efficiency in securing needs and responding to nature's challenges while dispensing ongoing delight with people and surroundings. - R.E.S.

bruce gives us some hope....

 

Alienation It is one of the distinctive features of Western contemporary life that, while pleasures are widely available (albeit at a price), there is almost universally a sense of alienation. Alienation is the feeling that life is 'meaningless', that we do not belong in the world.

But alienation is not an inevitable part of the human condition: some people feel at one with the world. This perspective is a consequence of the animistic way of thinking which is shared by children and hunter-gatherers. Animism considers all significant entities to have 'minds', to be 'alive', to be sentient agents. The animistic thinker inhabits a unified world populated by personal powers including not just other human beings, but also important animals and plants, and significant aspects of physical landscape. Humans belong in this world because it is a web of social relationships.

We were all animistic children once, and for most of human evolutionary history would have grown into animistic adults. Animism is therefore spontaneous, the 'natural' way of thinking for humans, and it requires sustained, prolonged and pervasive socialization to 'overwrite' animistic thinking with the rationalistic objectivity typical of the modern world. It is learned objectivity that creates alienation - humans are no longer embedded in a world of social relations but become estranged, adrift in a world of indifferent things.

But objectivity is superficial: animism remains the basic underlying mode of human thinking, and animism can be recovered. When we are removed from the rational systems of civilisation, when learned patterns of socialised behaviour are stripped-away, then animistic thinking can re-emerge and a sense of belonging in the world may return. -B.C.

 

bbb

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Charlton

Thank you for mentioning Bruce Charlton, bbbleaver.  I've been looking and looking for his work since I first read it over at Anthropik.

Take care,

Curt

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Them Thar City Folk

Huby7 wrote:

Is it much easier to maintain an animistic worldview when you live the life of a hunter-gatherer than that of a city dweller?

Take care,

Curt

Well, the short answer is yup.

The longer answer falls down to what kind of city you live in. All modern cities (that I know of) fall under Derrick Jensen's definition, in that they all MUST take in external inputs to survive. To address this in the animistic way of relationship, picture some in-laws dropping in from out of town, say Bangladesh, or Burma, or Belgium. They don't speak the language, don't understand the culture, but before you or they can learn about each other, they're gone. Now do this daily, with new folks coming in all the time.

Gak!

It's hard for anybody to function like this!

Now, if you take a city to be a bunch of humans living close together, with sustainable inputs, say from permaculture, I'd say sure; why not? I mean, we can dither about what the size of this 'city' would be, whether we'd recognize it as a city, or how sustainable it would be in the long run, but really, it comes down to the relationship between you and the world around you. If you live in a small community (around 150 people), surrounded by other small communities, and you pay attention to the world around you, then the animistic mode of thought will work.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

Continuum

As an animist, I would say that distinguishing "cities" from the rest of the world is meaningless. The enitire world is based on the movement of resources from one to another. Life is a continuum. Cities are a part of that same as a forest. Groups of millions people are part it same as an individual is. Distinctions such as "city" or "bioregion" are cultural constructs, arbitrary lines. I have no problem carrying my animistic worldview whereever I am in the world.

Peace,

FF

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A little loud

An interesting point, speaking about the cultural boundaries but I'd have to ask what do you do about the Screaming?

See, often to me, the cityscape as an unsustainable construct appears consistently screaming because it lives in constant turmoil.  Imagine what would happen, for a moment, in any reasonably sized city if they didn't take away the garbage for a couple of months.

That's what distinguishes the city from a bioregion like, say, a desert, which might be harsh but is on its own terms.

Now, of course we can quibble about edge environments that act that way as well (say, the lip of a volcano?) but I'd probably shoot back that such edge environments would be considered sacred in the past (either on the 'good' side or 'bad' side).

That leads me to an amusing memory (not sure if I've related it earlier in this thread).  According to my 'sweat' uncle, a fire draws in the spirits and its your responsibility to mark the area to inform the spirits what's going on.  Then I considered all of the 'cold fires' (lightbulbs) that we turn on and off constantly, across the planet, and wondered what kind of spirits they were bringing in.  Confused ones I imagine. Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Inquisition

Do you ever consider the possibility of being persecuted because of your animistic worldview? How has this worldview affected your relationships with friends and family?

Daniel Quinn writes HERE: "At the beginning of their work together, Ishmael told his student, "If you take this educational journey with me, you're going to find yourself alienated from the people around you---friends, family, past associates, and so on." Everyone who read ISHMAEL read these words, but not all of them believed it. And, not believing it, they wrote to me complaining that Ishmael's warning had come true---and asking me what to do about it! (The answer to that question, by the way, is: If you want to keep your friends, stay away from dangerous ideas.) THE STORY OF B is a cautionary tale---and is MEANT to be a cautionary tale. This isn't to say that those who say "I am B" should expect an assassin's bullet. But it is to say that those who say "I am B" had better expect to lose friends, had better expect to make enemies. I myself have lost friends because of this book. I myself have lost friends who LOVED ISHMAEL---because of this book. This is why THE STORY OF B is a cautionary tale. If you think you're going to make nothing but friends by espousing the ideas in this book, then I'm afraid you're in for a shock."

Curt

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Al Gore made a lot of

Al Gore made a lot of friends

 quinn also said that

 quinn also said that people will hate you even more if you are the bearer of good news (which he claims to be) and people will love you if you come with the message of doom... yeah! al! 

bbb

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Nobody Expects the Spanish...

"Curt" wrote:

Do you ever consider the possibility of being persecuted because of your animistic worldview? How has this worldview affected your relationships with friends and family?

The joy / fear of raising children is seeing them persecuted one day for their beliefs. Last year, I was fortunate enough to be featured in a student documentary on 'paganism.' In it, they managed to capture one of my child's first religious arguments between her and a friend.

The argument was simple; I described death to her as this: you are taken by the 'worldfire' into the ground, whereupon the worldfire takes your energy and changes you into something else (a plant, a deer, a human, whatever the worldfire needs). There have been some extras added later but that's the gist; 'heaven' as most people call it -- the place where you die -- is in the earth.

You can imagine the kind of response this got on camera when she brought that up around her older -- and Christian -- friend. He grew adamant, very quickly, that she was wrong, that she was referring to Hell, and that she was disrespecting his beliefs.

And that's just a taste of what's she in for later. Sad

As for myself, I'm stuck in the middle of a large city, in the suburbs of a densely populated county. I get into arguments about pets, about factory farming; I've got family that doesn't understand why I can 'hear' the pain in a chicken's factoy-farm death cry but I'm not a vegetarian ('because all hunting is wrong, right?' Um... no. It's a matter of respecting your prey, not tormenting them to insane extremes). I've been threatened with being disowned (not too seriously, thankfully), hurt my relationship with my mother-in-law (which was NOT fully healed before she died this last July)and had friends openly mock me.

On the plus side (and there is a plus side), thanks to my wife, I deliberately made contact & cultivated relationships with indigenous people; not only do they understand what I'm talking about but they are able to give me a more intimate, time-honored perspective of it. It's an incredible feeling watching my 7 year old take part in 'feeding the ancestors' to honor those who died in the European invasion of the Americas and to recognize that this feeding (consisting of seed and water) helps things grow so that the land is nourished and the power of our ancestors can rise again.

I've been able to help a number of people by hooking them up with a sweat lodge. I've been able to talk to world and have it respond. I've shown people how the world talks to them as well. If anything, when you live in a world defined by relationships, it certainly helps you define your own. Big Smile

So, persecution, yep, expecting more, but also in the middle of some amazing folks who truly value their relationship with the world. And friends and family? They are friends and family still and I try to show them I value them, though I may often fail...

Best

Bill Maxwell

 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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 srsly u gaiz i work for a

 srsly u gaiz

i work for a publisher. -can we write a book? this would be so fun, and might help with stuff like server costs. just a little book. we can paper back bind it and everything. i r dezignr. i can make dis!

: )

 I really enjoyed reading all this, you know. 

GF 

--

Look, Ishmael... are you sore at me or something?

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Sniffle

Don't tease a poor freelance writer like that! He'll only come unglued...

Of course, if you aren't kidding, we could talk further... Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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hmmmm

green feather wrote:

i work for a publisher. -can we write a book?

Interesting idea.

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Oops... forgot :)

green feather wrote:

srsly u gaiz

i work for a publisher. -can we write a book?

I really enjoyed reading all this, you know.

GF

Almost forgot; I did promise to answer every question!  Yes, we can write a book; as animists in a non-animistic culture, it would be interesting to be challenged by the questions this culture would bring to bear, especially regarding the need for a savior.

Best

Bill Maxwell 

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Trickster and Coyote

What does it take to be an effective trickster or coyote?  How does being an effective trickster or coyote help us move beyond civilization?

Thank you,

Curt

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Tricksters: Now what the heck is THAT all about?

Huby7 wrote:

What does it take to be an effective trickster or coyote? How does being an effective trickster or coyote help us move beyond civilization?

Thank you,

Curt

Evening Curt!

And off to answers I go...

Tricksters are nothing less than a disruption to the normal order of things.

The Ones who Trick, whether it's Raven, Rabbit, Coyote or other, guarantee that when they show up, SOMETHING interesting is going to happen. Maybe it's funny, maybe it's dangerous, maybe it's just a good story you can impart to your kids ("don't do that!"), but it will be something. Sometimes it's downright heroic.

To be an effective Trickster you have to think outside the normal order; you have to be able to recognize the taboos that create social structure and take them out for a date, then do something unspeakable with them just for fun. You must hold contradictory thoughts in your head and then pass them along as party favors to people you know. You must know that there's no way you're going to lose, even if the situation is already lost.

TABOO 101

Here's a mental exercise, a starting place, a jumping-off point, a cliff:

I figure most of you already know these definitions. I'm doing this for clarity. A meme is a unit of cultural transmission. A memeplex is a grouping of memes expressed by a culture. (yes, I know there are some variances on these definitions; these are what I'm going for so there! :)P ).

Some time back, I wondered what the memeplexes for baseline civilization would look like compared to the memeplexes for baseline tribal cultures. Inspired by Stargate (the original movie) where an alien artifact was activated by discovering a 7-coordinate code, I decided to try and decipher six memeplexes that form the core concepts (like six coordinates on a 3-D map) and the seventh memeplex that they lead to.

Now, stating again that this was just a mental exercise, I came up with this:

Healthy Culture Unhealthy Culture

Eat Consume

Unity Alone

Community Superior

Trust One Truth

Tradition One Path

Our Way is a Right Way Our Way is THE Right Way

Love Us Save Us

Since this exercise identified some of the hallmarks of our culture, it also identified some of its taboos. To break our sacred vow of Consume, for example, I had to not consume. I fasted for 10 days. The idea of this literally horrified people. I had relatives pressing me to see a doctor before, during and after. I've broken a couple of more since then. Sooner or later, I'll go for all seven and make a nice permanent break with modern culture.

Breaking taboos -- sacred cultural laws -- puts you outside the boundary of the safe. You're in a situation that could get you killed or it could transform or nothing could happen at all. You, however, will still remain changed.

***

How does an effective trickster help us move beyond civilization? First off, remember they are a disruption in the normal order, the "red pill" (to reference The Matrix) that cuts connections between Mother Culture and us. Everybody on this board has been touched by the Trickster in some manner or another.

But here's a more practical answer to your question. In a number of the old legends, the Trickster serves as hero because they can accomplish something that people who are strong or smart or brave can't. They approach problems from a different angle.

We have very real monsters consuming the planet right now, hive-intelligences we call corporations (for example) that cannot be fought (eliminate the boardmembers, new ones are elected), cannot be outsmarted (lots of energy and capital to hire lots of brains) and cannot be endured (lots of energy, again and timlessness). These monsters are EXACTLY like the creatures of old -- the things that could consume the earth if left unchecked.

We have to think outside the box. We have to force some of them to fight on our terms, trick some of them into killing themselves, make love to some of them and seduce them to our side, tease them into laughing silence, consider a thousand options nobody within this culture would safely consider AND do them wholeheartedly, without reservation.

An effective trickster can also communicate through whimsy dangerous concepts no one else would listen to; point out that the follies so that every time you look at it, you laugh rather than giving it power.

A trickster can shapechange, pretending to be anything, though it's not always convincing.

There's an issue, though. While a trickster may be great in bringing someone beyond civilization, there's no guarantee that there will be someplace beyond to go to!

With that in mind, though, I do remember an old story. Anansi, the Spider (and trickster), wanted to steal stories from the sky god. He was given three impossible tasks to do: first to capture the enemy of man (the leopard), second to capture something alien to mammals (the wasps), third to capture an emissary of nature herself (an earth spirit). He did so by examining and exploiting the different weakness es in all three of them. By doing so -- and winning the stories -- he transformed humankind forever.

We've seen what happens when humans just have stories, seen how they can be twisted so that the only voices we hear are our own. Wonder what we'll have to steal to give to our children to change their world.

Hunh.

Have to think about this.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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 Dear Auntie TwoRoads, If

 Dear Auntie TwoRoads,

If everything is alive in the universe, is anything ever really dead?

I lost someone, and I kinda want to know.

thx 

--

QUINN / JENSON SLASH FIC.

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Walking the White Road

We are made of so many things.

Our parents, every breath they took in, everything they ate, their interactions with other people, with the world around them -- it goes into us.  And our lives, more rich than we currently imagine, our steps changing the world and the world changing us, so many things invested into this one unique gift that is your life.

At it's end, I'll tell you the few things we know.   What we call your spirit, the motive energy that makes up you as an individual, goes to three places.  First, a part of you goes inside; it is the process of a person reconciling their life experiences with their end however brief or however long that time is.  It goes to a place the ancestors refer to as dreaming, a very personal place, but an experience that's shared by all.

Another part of your energy travels to the future, in the experience of the ancestors also known as the horizon, which can be reached but always offers a new horizon once you reach it.  This reflects the impact your life had on the world around you and resonates through those who came after you.

The third part of your energy goes into the ground, into the memories of those that knew you, into our collective past.  The past exists, it can be delved into, but it's never the same as it once was.  The past resists exploration as much as the future welcomes it, though evidence of it is still there.

And along with that final energy goes your body, taken apart by the world around, the one becoming many.  That's perhaps the most amazing thing of all, our gift to those who gave us so much; we give back to them.

Because of this, no; we don't 'die'.  Nothing ever dies.  We join with the land and the land joins back with us and we are all related, all there for each other, from now until time ends.  It's our destiny, our heritage, our future, our past.

I can say this as someone who was at their mother's side when she breathed her last, who helped prepare her body before it was taken away and who watched as birds swooped down low, almost touching her not once, but two times.  My child, when she sees a butterfly, always thinks of her grandmother.

Best

Bill Maxwell

Standing next to you at this time

"Mitakuye Oyasin -- We are all related." (Lakota)

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Heaven and Judgement

Bill,

Is what the Christians call heaven really what you call the horizon? And is the experience of the dreaming really just Judgement Day?

Take care,

Curt

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On Evolving Symbols of What Comes Next

Well, regarding Heaven, you can certainly where the common concepts sprang from.  Heaven is often presented, though, as a pretty separate place, limited admission, limited ability to visit there.  And, of course, there's that matter of people going into the other place, the bad place -- the place under the Ground!

It was -- and is, I imagine -- a way for missionaries to say "Well, you almost had it right.  But see, Heaven is a different place, perfect in every way, but not everyone can get there except through us."  As opposed to "It's over the horizon, a good place, like you'd expect.  You'll enjoy it.  I'll see you there."

Remember also when it comes to Judgement Day, at stake is your permanent residency in one hot spot or the other.  In the Dreaming, it's your opportunity to assess your life, knowing that your ability to affect physical changes yourself is gone.  Your life (which you're leaving) will have an impact on the future.  Your death (the body you're leaving behind) will have an impact on the world.  But what you mean to yourself?  Well, that's what the Dreaming is for...

Best

Bill Maxwell 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Dreaming

Well, this is awesome.  I have been itching to be part of this conversation for months.  Funny how now that I am part of it, I am not sure what to add. Big Smile

As a very brief intro, I consider myself an animist.  I am part of an animist community on tribes.net called Bioregional Animism, which I recommend for folks here who want to learn more about animism.

I will have to go back through the thread and make notes on stuff I wanted to bring back to the surface and discuss.

Bill, how do you define Dreaming?  To me that word carries several definitions.

Little Spider

"Magic, then, in its perhaps most primordial sense, is the experience of existing in a world made up of multiple intelligences, the intuition that every form one perceives - from the swallow swooping overhead to the fly on a blade

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To sleep, perhance to...

Welcome to the conversation, Spider!  I used to run around the tribes.net bioregional animism section for a while as well. Big Smile

"Dreaming" is an interesting question.  I hope you'll find my answer satisfying.  We are born from dreams, wrapped up in them, starting with the emotional / mental / physical / spirited soup of conception through the 9-month ride inside the womb.  When we are born, we spend about 1/3 of our life returning back to that state, back to the Dreaming.  But what does that mean?

Physiologically, we are awash in a rhythm of sensation.  Our eyes can detect a mere handful of photons (in certain cases, we can even detect a propogated quantum 'strange' event), our noses microns of lipid scent, our skin, sensitive to the slightest touch.  We are, quite literally, the stone in the river. But we aren't overwhelmed; instead, our body has build filters, layers of them, to allow us to select what we need to experience.

The Dreaming is our ability to shut everything ordinary out, to give our senses some time to rest from the everyday experiences.  It is a simple, wonderful maintenance function.

Or is it?

When we shut out the everyday, we lay ourselves open to the vaster and often subtler forces that lie within us and around us.  Like sticking our head above water -- or, better yet, instead of swimming, we're floating and watching the sky -- we notice vastly different things.  Again, often these things can come from internal processes, the sensations we don't always notice on the inside.  Or they can come from the greater web of existence to which we are always connected.

People assume the mind is 'off' during sleep (which, of course, discounts lucid dreaming), but what is more likely is that the mind enters into its pre-language state, the state it remembers from the womb and experiences things that we translate later into rich images that we can understand.

Ah, but I hear people ask -- what about those who claim to have swapped bodies while dreaming or astrally traveled or, or, or...  I have this in reply.  In animism, everything is related, everything has movement, everything moves in related patterns.  The butterfly's wings, the human dreaming -- we walk in the waking world and don't question how that happens.  Why do we assume we can't walk in the dreaming world? There is a culture Wade Davis talks about on his "TedTalk" that shares the same dreaming. We find that impossible. Would we find it less impossible if the whole tribe walked into a room and started talking to each other?

Now, lastly (at least for the moment), there is the Dreaming Time presented by the Aborigines (and other cultures), where things were different, are different and will be different.  My answer would be this: who says humans are the only things that dream?  And everything that exists was once born...

I hope that's at least a sufficient start.  I look forward to your upcoming notes Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Everyday Dreaming

 Bill,

Thanks for the great words and clarity.  It is a great start.

The following is not a disagreement with what you have said, only this is my experience with Dreaming.  My personal understanding.  So, please understand it from that perspective. I asked for clarification because I noticed in your earlier posts a difference in definitions from my own.  Nothing wrong with that!  Just wanted to get clear on things.  This is in no way meant to be "I'm right, your wrong" or "I have the facts, you don't."  Its just a different way of looking at things.

The shamans I have talked to spoke of Dreaming as something that is going on all the time.  We are Dreaming all the time, 24-7. It is a form of constant communication with the universe, if you will.  For us humans, we might say it is like experiencing a changing, flowing story.  One which we can effect consciously. From this perspective, Dreaming is not just when we go to sleep.  But, most of us aren't really aware of it during the day because our minds are not focused on it.

And to add to that, as you put it "who says humans are the only things to dream?" Well, one of the shaman I worked with taught me that every part of the body actually has a dream that it is dreaming right now.  Everything does, actually.  From stones to ants to galaxies...

One form of healing involves tapping into that dreaming and changing it for the better or working with it to create harmony. Especially in tapping into the dreams of each part of the body.

Just a different way of looking at it.

If you can stretch the idea of animism to being summed up by everything being alive, aware and responsive (if you are willing to run with that idea)... is it then that much of a stretch to think of it as also everything is Dreaming?

Little Spider

"Magic, then, in its perhaps most primordial sense, is the experience of existing in a world made up of multiple intelligences, the intuition that every form one perceives - from the swallow swooping overhead to the fly on a blade

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Organs and Archetypes

Hi Little Spider,

You wrote: "And to add to that, as you put it 'who says humans are the only things to dream?' Well, one of the shaman I worked with taught me that every part of the body actually has a dream that it is dreaming right now." 

Me: Your comment reminds me of a piece wisdom that Joseph Campbell shared with Derrick Jensen in one of the first interviews he ever did.

"The first interview I ever did was with Joseph Campbell. I asked him where archetypes come from, and he said, 'Oh, obviously, the archetypes come from the organs.' I was twenty-two at the time, and I thought he must have been losing his mind. It took me years to decide I agreed with him." Source 

Curt

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No Kidding..

Curt,

Joseph Campbell said that? That's awesome. Well, if he knew about it, perhaps the idea is more wide spread then I thought.  When I posted my comment, I only knew of one particular school of healing that saw things that way. 

Though, my suspicion is that many shamans around the world understand things that way. Even if the details of how they expereince those dreams/archytypes might vary from place to place.

Little Spider

"Magic, then, in its perhaps most primordial sense, is the experience of existing in a world made up of multiple intelligences, the intuition that every form one perceives - from the swallow swooping overhead to the fly on a blade

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Wow!

Love this idea of archetypes connected to organs! Gives me something solid that I understand to start working with Big Smile !

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Exactly why I love teaching :)

See, this is why I LOVE doing this. It gives me a chance to go over the stuff I've explained and learn when, where and how to explain it.  I've reread my post and realized I did a bit of disservice.  I'm wrong... and I'm right.  And those elders? They're wrong... and they're right.

GASP! Did Bill just say the Elders were wrong?  How dare he?!  Well, technically, they're not wrong at all (I just like being dramatic). There is a bit of a language gap, though.

The Dreaming is not a place, but it's a place.  It's like... hm... like understanding that each drop in a river is unique and flowing.  If you follow that drop, you see that it stays in no specific place, it is consistently in motion.  But the river is in one place, unless you pull back in time and understand that the land is flowing with the river and... well, you can see how things get complicated.

To frame it differently, the World / the Universe / everything is in a state of flowing relationships, communicating constantly and consistently. We experience that flow with at least six known senses: sight, touch, sound, taste, smell and dreaming. Dreaming is better recognized as a synaestheic sense in that is borrows the imagery from other senses in order to convey its impressions.

When you dream, you sense and interact with Dream, which is saying the same as when you open your eyes you sense and interact with the electromagnetic spectrum and when you take in a smell you deal (mostly) with fat-soluble lipids.  Those subtle forces you interact with, whether photonic, lipid or dream, are still there, regardless of whether you have your eyes closed, your nose shut or you're 'awake' ('awake' counting not only sleeping time but also 'daydreaming').

My other note re: healing is that you are not 'manipulating' or 'using' the Dream to do things.  You are entering into a relationship with the subtle forces that communicate using dreaming and using that relationship to make a change, sort of how a doctor keeps his eyes open to perform surgery.  That level of interactivity brings it back to the heart of animism; that everything is not only alive but in some way connected.

All right... that's it for now.  Thank you again for the follow up post and I look forward to seeing your response!

Best

Bill Maxwell 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

dreaming

I like using the werewolf as a metaphor for dreaming.  Obviously it has been completely misconstrude by a certain rationalization, but regardless, the moon is a door.  Everything is a door to dreaming, it's up to us to make it so.

All of the things we were taught to fear as children, are wonderful doors, if we can handle it...or rather go with it/cultivate.

I don't know much about healing.  Though I do know that dreaming is giving/recieving an unnamable X.  And if pain is the intention point, I can see this as being called healing.

Even to use the word 'dreaming' makes me feel edgy, because it ain't that (definitions)

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More please!

Could you talk about this a little more, because it sounds wondrous!  Is the werewolf a metaphor for dreaming because of shapeshifting, because of fear, because of the connection / co-evolution between man and wolves, because of the moon? Or is the answer simply 'yes?'

Are there other words that can be used to supplement the term 'dreaming' (which, you're right, is a loaded word) that could still transmit the concept of a commonly shared experience that offers uniquely honest experiences?

<>Last bit, I can see pain as part of healing, but I personally don't see dreaming as strictly healing. It is what it is what it is. 

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Bill Maxwell 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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We can't feel the connection that the werewolf feels, until it happens to us.  So we are left with connecting to the feeling that the rationalizations bring about, and those can be controlled.... from horror movies as an example, folklore before that. Superstition in general. heresay. fear.

For those who fall victim to these controls (all of us), how often do we stare at the moon, for something to do? Probably not too often. We've learned to shy away, by cultural patterning.

So to find the meaning, we have to take our asses outside and look for the experience.... if we want it.  No guarantees though.

TwoRoadsTom wrote:

Are there other words that can be used to supplement the term 'dreaming' (which, you're right, is a loaded word) that could still transmit the concept of a commonly shared experience that offers uniquely honest experiences?

That's up to the individual.  There is no true consensus, with words.

TwoRoadsTom wrote:

Last bit, I can see pain as part of healing, but I personally don't see dreaming as strictly healing. It is what it is what it is. 

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Moon Howling...

Cool. Thank you for teaching that!  I especially like the idea that it's experiential rather than linguistic.  Language is wonderful for putting things in a box, but werewolf's don't fit in the box! (sorry... couldn't resist the imagery. Still love the thoughts behind it!)

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Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

superficial question.....

I get your meaning, and enjoy your poetic way of explaining what can't be explained.  You're a good painter. 

though, why do you put yourself out into 'the world' as a 'something'?  an animist.

A named one.

One that must have an opposite.

 

 

 

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Animists have opposites?

I understand the limitations of labels, but I don't know what the opposite of an animist would be other than "not an animist" I guess.

Though really, calling yourself an animist is like calling yourself a human being.  Animism is to my understanding a way of relating.  It is not so much a belief system or philosophy.

There are Christian animists, buddhist animists, islamic animists, pagan animists and so on.  

Wheres Raven, I hear your point on labels.  I have hesitated to label myself and my path as anything... but...

There is a convience in the communication that comes with that word.  Granted, the assumptions people bring to that word can cause their own problems.  But, in a way it speeds up discussion on this general realm of experience... and that in my mind makes it worth using!

: )

Little Spider

"Magic, then, in its perhaps most primordial sense, is the experience of existing in a world made up of multiple intelligences, the intuition that every form one perceives - from the swallow swooping overhead to the fly on a blade

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Binary / -nary

Thank you for your point and I hope this answers it (at least in part and without sounding 'prideful' or 'arrogant').

My name means One who guards Two Roads. My family's name means "Keeper of the Pool that contains Wisdom (Salmon)." My family traces its line back to the Northman Eric the Red and others, to the Children of the Middle Waters east of my birthplace, to the Cymry on the Island of White Cliffs, to the people of Rome. But my culture comes from the Anas, the fingers of the God Anu which is Wheat. They severed the line of ancestors and its traditions from the memories of my family, save those scant few remembrances kept in dead leaves.

I work to fish up the thread of my ancestors and weave it back into my life and that of my children. To do this, I committed myself to two roads.  One road some call the Red Road. I learn it (slowly I might add!) in service to my older brothers.  The second, unique to the Northmen, the Cymry and certain others, some call the White Road. The White Road originally examined death, taking things apart, like Death does, to examine its parts. It requires a different kind of thought to follow the White Road, one which the Anas, consumed by their own thoughts of mortality, horror and civilization ultimately followed.

My friends, my brothers and sisters in spirit, my family and myself struggle inside White Road thought merged with the culture of the Anas so that it enters us as an unhealthy spirit.  Telling stories helps unravel this net, even as I work to re-knit the web.  Again, I do this for family, for friends, for myself, for my past, for my future.  However, as it stands, my stories, my emerging traditions also serve certain common threads as other stories. They can help others unwrap their own visions so that they can look up and see where they walk with unhindered eyes (I hope!).

So I communicate using White Road terminology (including "to be" verbs and labels like "animism"). It tricks people. I perform sleight-of-hand with words. And we can talk to each other and ask questions of each other as we did back before things got very, very confused.

Switching it around...

I talk this way because I'm a storyteller and I'm just trying to communicate to my audience, which happen to be made up mainly of people I respect or like who are seeking out some of the same issues of clarity I face. I hope through my outlook that this can spur dialogue between us all so that we can regain some of that strength "knowing your history and your world" seems to offer.  I'm not afraid of using labels (though I know their limitations, I think...) and I'm not afraid of throwing them away. Among my friends who come from tribes that still practice "animism", none of us talk that way.  We talk about tribal traditions, family traditions and personal traditions. I claim, rightly, that my family lost theirs and I'm trying to get it back. They understand that.  I'm not the first to lose their way and I won't be the last.  We have an agreement that loosing my way doesn't mean appropriating their way because that's meaningless, unless I'm actively trying to get adopted into a tribe whereupon that gains means ONLY with the relationship I build with a family.  I'm not going that route, though. I'm looking to bumble some of the way through this on my own, with help and with inspiration, just like most of us. And I hope I will see the day when the labels I use to communicate right now get chucked aside and I can go back to simply painting with words!

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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cool

thanks spider and tom.

 

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From the Desk of Willem

An elegant post on the 'meaning of animism.'

http://www.mythic-cartography.org/2009/02/28/what-does-animism-mean/

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

hehehe

Hey that was the polite gentleman who banned me from rewild.org.

Sniff Sniff.  My senses tell me I better say nothing.

I did read it.  thanks for posting it. :) 

Practical Animism

Buddhists meditate.  Daoists manifest and direct chi through martial arts, yogis meditate with stretching,  Christians pray.

What does the Animist do to instigate the flowing away of their anxious/phony sense of  chattering personality?  And feel the real, so to speak.

But i'm looking for practical instruction, not fancy words like the ones I just wrote above..... tell me what to do.

anybody.

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First steps

Here's some simple first steps that I used when I started walking down this path.

1) Study the past of your place.  Find out what indigenous lived there and what they believed. This will help you identify big forces that are / were at work in your landscape that you might not be aware of; for example, I knew, generically, that coyotes are an icon in the Southwest. What I didn't know was that the local tribes (literally the tribes that used to live in the same valley I live in now) revered him as the Creator of man and its protector. They laud him as a hero while still maintaining some of the 'asinine' characteristics that are typical of other Southwestern mythologies. This led me to 2 questions: (a) why was he so much more respected here than in other places and (b) is his 'spirit' still relevant.  There are other answers that will become immediately obvious. Again, an example, "Skysnake" is the local rain god.  Why? The patterns of clouds that enter the valley curl up.

Just as a final note on this step, this is not an exercise in copying past rites / traditions. This is an exercise in "Why did they do that?" It's the equivalent of walking into town and turning to the local barber and saying "Hey! Who do I talk to about 'X'." X in this case being forces that are still acting in your local area.

2) Start talking to things.  Say hello to those things you feel play a direct role in your life, things you appreciate.  Say good morning. Treat them as people, which leads us to:

3) Start listening. When something catches your attention, pay attention to it. Figure out what's going on.  Remember, the conversation may not be about you but if it catches your attention, then pay attention, if only to learn about your environment.  It will also help you to learn the local languages of humans and non-humans alike.

4) Compare notes. If you've got friends or family who are walking a similar path in your area, start sharing stories.  These aren't dry things like "I saw a bird. It was tweeting. I think it was hungry."  It's conversational.  "You check out Sparrow today? She looked hungry." "She?" your friend replies. "What are you blind? Obviously a he!" "Oh, come on! Did you hear that voice? Pure melody." "That's my point. He. Horny. Not hungry." "Ate a hell of a lot of seeds for someone 'horny.'" "Okay. My bad. Hungry. But still a he."

If you don't have friends or family, compare notes with a non-human. Listen for a response. Repeat as necessary.

5) Last note, do it all with an open heart.  Practically speaking, it means wear your heart 'on your sleeve'.  Non-humans and humans alike respond to the emotions that appear in micro-expressions, body language and scent as well as your words. So, you can talk somebody's ear off in a happy manner but if you're internally pissed, they're still going to keep a distance from you.  That advice I got from my sweat community; the comment was that, in the past, if someone's heart was sad, a spirit could look in their head and see that their grandmother was sick so they'd fix it. Now, if someone's heart is sad, the spirit looks in their head and finds a sick grandmother, a test coming up, a commercial from McDonalds, a spreadsheet from work and... very confusing. So, whenever you can match the two, great! If not, the spirit looks to your heart and the relationships connected to that heart and avoids the head if possible.  Certainly an interesting commentary on modern times, eh?

So that's what I did first. I'd love to know more of your environment, if possible. (never hurts to compare for fun).

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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Nice Response

Bill,

 Nice post.

>>> 5) Last note, do it all with an open heart.  Practically speaking, it means wear your heart 'on your sleeve'.  Non-humans and humans alike respond to the emotions that appear in micro-expressions, body language and scent as well as your words. So, you can talk somebody's ear off in a happy manner but if you're internally pissed, they're still going to keep a distance from you.  That advice I got from my sweat community; the comment was that, in the past, if someone's heart was sad, a spirit could look in their head and see that their grandmother was sick so they'd fix it. Now, if someone's heart is sad, the spirit looks in their head and finds a sick grandmother, a test coming up, a commercial from McDonalds, a spreadsheet from work and... very confusing. So, whenever you can match the two, great! If not, the spirit looks to your heart and the relationships connected to that heart and avoids the head if possible.  Certainly an interesting commentary on modern times, eh?<<<

Excellent point!  I think this is one of the main hinges on the door into communicating with the animate world.  Without an open heart - and mind, not that its a separate part really Big Smile -  the animate world will not be as responsive to you!  This is such a huge thing, but not often understood by someone who is trying to talk to the other-than-human persons for the first time.  

In my study of bird langauge, I see a dramatic difference in how birds in the woods respond to the passing of a person on a trail that is relaxed and attentive, versus one who is in their heads and/or frustrated and tense.  This is pretty clear and can be expereinced in person.

Certainly, your comments on modern sources of tension are worthy of note too!  Amazing how much tension and stress is generated from the life of "modern easy and convience." It is no wonder there are so many diseases in the modern western world.

Little Spider

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Re: Practical Animism

Wheres Raven,

 

>>>Buddhists meditate.  Daoists manifest and direct chi through martial arts, yogis meditate with stretching,  Christians pray.

What does the Animist do to instigate the flowing away of their anxious/phony sense of  chattering personality?  And feel the real, so to speak.

But i'm looking for practical instruction, not fancy words like the ones I just wrote above..... tell me what to do.

anybody.

<<<

For starters, I can't claim to speak for all animists.  Won't even try to say what they do.  As there are a lot of "they"s out there!

You have to understand that animism is not a belief system, but a way of relating.  What makes an animist an animist is that he or she sees the other-than-human as relations, as other-than-human persons.  The specifics of how an animist connects with the divine, how she or he experiences life beyond the individual ego varies widely.

There are buddhist animists, taoist animists (I have been called one at times), Christian animists and so on.

There is no one animist faith, there are 10,000 or more of them.

The only part of this question I feel I can really take on is what I, as an individual do as an animist.  It comes down to 2 main things: Listening and Learning.

I spend a considerable amount of my time in the natural world, tracking and paying attention to the birds (studying bird language).  Tracking teaches me a great deal not only about the lives of the animals around me, but also about my place in the world.  At the best of times, when I am tracking, I become the animal... See through its eyes, feel and experience through its body.  

When I pay attention to the language of the birds, it is similar.  The birds become an extension of my own awareness, and I also become acutely aware of how I effect the birds with my presence.  They teach me to walk softly, slowly and quietly.  They teach me that I am no more or less important than they are.

I also practice a form of shapeshifting meditation in which I expereince the world through the body of other forms such as animals, plants, etc. while seated in one place.

On a more casual note, I talk to the other-than-human people (birds, stones, trees, streams, etc.) outloud relatively frequently.  Other times, I do it in my head - if other people who do not understand this form of communication are around - for instance.

There are many other things...

I don't think there is necessarily a "typical animist thing" to do.  Rather, there are similiarities in what animists do via the main points of the animist attitude.  Respect  the animate world all around you.  Respect every other-than-human person in it.  Understand you place and communicate with your relations to create, sustain and live in harmony with your relations.

If you are looking to pidgeon-hole what a typical animist does... good luck!

Anyway, hope that helped some.

 

Little Spider

awesome

Ofcourse it helped!

So far we have:

study the indigenous past
start talking to things
start listening more intently
discuss with others, your findings
wear your heart on you sleeve (in all practicalities, that's gross)

Listening and learning
listen to birds (bird language)
Tracking
shapeshifting meditation
talk to other than human people

This isn't necessarily a list for checking off as 'good procedure'. More like things to taste.... or things to watch yourself for, though carrying on as normal.

I'm surprised neither of you mentioned any kind of mind-altering substances.  Numbing the mind and amplifying sensual input, is like a backdoor to achieving results faster.  In my opinion.  

I would like to know more about shapeshifting meditation...

Describe yourself doing it, please.  Don't leave out any important details (especially the weird ones)

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Hearts & Heads

Wheres Raven wrote:

wear your heart on you sleeve (in all practicalities, that's gross)

But do it once and the predators will love you forever! Big Smile

<> 

Wheres Raven wrote:

This isn't necessarily a list for checking off as 'good procedure'. More like things to taste.... or things to watch yourself for, though carrying on as normal.

Yup!

<>

Wheres Raven wrote:

I'm surprised neither of you mentioned any kind of mind-altering substances. Numbing the mind and amplifying sensual input, is like a backdoor to achieving results faster. In my opinion.

Didn't mention because I haven't done it yet, in this context.  I'd like to learn some more of the languages first so that I've got a better handle on all of the inputs when the brain is opened up.  It allows me to broaden the experience. While numbing the mind may help free us from current cultural constraints, it doesn't necessarily help us understand what is going on any better.  Imagine if I did and I met Coyote or Wind, say, 8 years ago.  I'd be throwing my own pre-conceptions on them (or trying to) instead of actively listening to what they had to say.

All that having been said, I think it's a good "2nd step" tool.  As a note to that, the elder brothers and sisters I've talked to about it describe in general terms the path of sacrifice and the path of plants.  The path of sacrifice, in brief, is sweat lodge, vision quest, sundance. The path of plants is the use of herbs heavy with dreaming.  Both can get you to the same place, just take different routes. Both have their bonuses and minuses and aren't necessarily exclusive.  Again, they were just presenting it in generalities.

So, I'd say another good "2nd step" tool would be lodges and sacrifice quests, especially in this day and age when it's all "take, take, take."

Two more tools to add to the list. Fun! Big Smile

Best

Bill Maxwell 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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But do it once and the predators will love you forever! Big Smile

hehehe

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Didn't mention because I haven't done it yet, in this context.  I'd like to learn some more of the languages first so that I've got a better handle on all of the inputs when the brain is opened up.  It allows me to broaden the experience. While numbing the mind may help free us from current cultural constraints, it doesn't necessarily help us understand what is going on any better.  Imagine if I did and I met Coyote or Wind, say, 8 years ago.  I'd be throwing my own pre-conceptions on them (or trying to) instead of actively listening to what they had to say.

  Freeing myself from current cultural constraints is my entire purpose.  Not having definite images/words for reality, is what helps me on my path to dreaming. It's like putting yourself into a low-level dreaming state, more often.  Untraining at will, if you will.  Though I wouldn't force anything on anyone, I would recommend Weed and Valarian root in small doses. 

1/2 tsp of Valarian root (health food store) per mug. steep 10 mins. (best not to drive after this baby)

bowl of fine herb (guy down the street) in your favourite pipe, between you and yours.

Or do both, and take a nice walk in no particular direction. 

The closest I've been to a sweatlodge is a hot shower.  But we had been thinking about making one in the yard, thanks for reminding me. 

Please describe a sacrifice quest , and sundance, in not too many fancy terms. 

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The Sacrifice Path

The beginning concept of sacrifice is a simple one: normally, we take from the world so for a moment, stop it. Give something back without taking anything in return. Pay attention to what the world tells you while you're doing it.

The easiest sacrifice is stop eating for a few days.  Standard for some cultures is 1 day every other day or every 3rd day.  A water fast can last from 1-10 days without too many complications.  Beyond that, contact the people who actually know how to fast safely.

The sweat lodge is an exchange, your sweat, energy and discomfort for specific spirtual attention.

Now over to vision quest and sundance.

Rule 1: Vision quest and sundance are COMMUNITY ACTIVITIES! You do NOT do them without the help and support of a community who knows what the hell they are doing. These rites can be LETHAL

Rule 2: These rites are done FOR YOUR COMMUNITY. Not for you.  They are strong, strong stuff.  Hells, even being ask to support them is important work.

The basics for a vision quest is about 3 and a half days with no food and no water.  Nothing but prayer and meditation.  The details are more extensive than that and I will not go into them here. If you're interested, go find someone in person to talk about it. It's that important.  I had a friend support others' quests last year and he remarked on how marked the transformation was when they came back.  It's something that stays with you.

A sundance is similar to a vision quest is that you have no food or water for about 3 days.  You also dance, with hooks attached to your chest.  Your dance ends when you fall down, are removed or, after the time is up, walk away from the sundance pole tearing the hooks from your chest.

In a vision quest, you've removed yourself from your immediate needs (food and water) and are giving back what's in your body without asking for anything in return. You've also done a lot of prep so you can listen to what's out there. You've also got a community praying for you back at camp, so you're very likely to catch something's attention.

For the sundance, add everything from a vision quest, except now the community is watching you and you are deliberately giving up pieces of yourself to announce to the world "This prayer, this reflection, is so important I'm willing to risk my life to tell it to you." That's why sundances are potent things.

A quick note on prayers: these are all part of relationships and it's like asking a favor from your friend -- "Hey doc, could you come look at this arm?" -- it might be serious or not or whatever flavor in-between but it's respectful and focused. It's also different than taking something from the environment because the other party has the right to say no (although my sweat leader will amusingly point out that the three responses he knows of to a good prayer is "Yes." "Yeah, I'll get to that soon." or "Oooo! I've got something MUCH better for you!")

I'm certain there are other ways and other waypoints along the Sacrifice Path. Those just happen to be the ones I've been exposed to.

And as for making that sweat lodge? Go for it.  It is very, very worth it.

Best

Bill Maxwell

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."

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So how do animists see science?

Posted as "Deepwaters" on this site, added here because it also belongs as part of understanding how our "story" looks to an animist.

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I'm sitting here in silence but I have a story to tell. It may not be your story. We are the 10,000 Ways and we have many ways of speaking. But this is one way. It's hidden in what I was told, in what I've seen, in where I've been, but it's still there.

If you live by the ocean and cast your line into deep waters, you can feel it, a current that runs far beneath the surface, unseen by you, felt only by your line. If you were to dive down there... well, to dive down there is end your existence as you are. The deepwaters are only for those that dwell there.

That space that exists before our space, that expanse, that mystery, that origin is like the Deepwaters. There are currents that run within it. Deep down, the faces of our great grandfathers peer up at us, silent and unknown to our sight, seen only in glimpses when the moon is forgotten and the road of stars points to the center of our birthing place, to the noisome vortex that lies in the middle of our spiral shaped home.

In the first times, on the surface of Deepwaters, a voice made itself heard. And from this voice sprang the chorus and from this chorus came the shape of our entire existence. But the chorus itself wasn't enough, not enough to express what happened in that amazing time, in that place where all existence was birthed.

Bound in the circle which the chorus loosely made in deep water, shaped by new forces of timespace, the voices changed pitch, slowed down, sped up, and as they did, as they got heavier, they deformed timespace and as they did, they started to roll towards each other, affected by each other's change in timespace, drawn to make a new thing: hydrogen.

That's perhaps the most important thing that I must say and perhaps it bears repeating. Because the first interaction after the harmony of the first exodus had to do with attraction. Things attract one another, an entire universe modeled by the idea of diversity and combination.

These voices became solid, became dancers of fiery brightness and ecstatic passion. They spun off partners which became a necklace of jewels around the dancers. And on each world, everything found unique ways to create new combinations.

There have been nine suns in our past, nine great ages of which we live in the last. The first with the spirits of Fire and Ice birthed the second sun of the Deep Ones, the sulfur breathers, the deep sea dwellers who swept across the planet making way for the third sun of the Emerald Expanse who turned the sky blue, quieting the great fires calling in the Forest Lords of the fourth sun whose depths nurtured the emergence of the fifth sun's Insect Gods that cleared the way for the Half Bloods of the sixth sun whose passions ran both hot and cold and hearkened the age of the Lizard Kings under the seventh sun making way for their ancestors, the cold blooded Dragon Lords, the serpent kings of the eighth sun who lived their turn upon the world until the time of the ninth sun - our age - that of the Warm Blooded.

And in those times, from that time to this, from this time to that, they worked towards diversity and new combinations. The first single cells ever to swim the planet existed in all the combinations they could until one developed sex and then new combinations were opened. Those at the edge of photosynthesis learned how to scavenge what they needed from the bodies of fallen comrades. And this opened up new ways to live, some single cells slowly evolved into taking what they needed from still alive brethren. Scavenging and predation opened up even further combinations. And then two cells started working together, then three, then tens, dozens, hundreds, thousands, millions, billions...

Us.

One wonders what further edges the future may open to us.

I am older than I once was. I look around me and I see the strengths of the world, the threads of narrative that present themselves, the songs that come all the way from the Deepwaters to now. I sit under an Owl Moon, under Her watchful eye, in the land once known as the Land of the Lady of White Waters, now dry and hot since the Lost Ones swarmed here like a group of intoxicated ants. I sit here and I tell stories.

This may not be your story. We come from 10,000 Ways. But it is a story. It is one that has been hidden in what I've been taught, in what I've seen, in where I've been and I share it with you now.

This world has seen nine suns, from the time of the Gods of Fire and Ice to the Deep Ones to the Emerald Expanse and the Forest Lords, Insect Gods to Half Bloods, from Lizard Kings to Dragon Lords and then to the now of the Warm Blooded.

In the time of the Warm Blooded came Man. This is their story.

Our relations arose just as the Serpent Lords faded from the world. One of the last of that age - the first of ours - we called Brave Heart. Unlike the others, she had no fear when confronted by the Dragon Lords. And unlike the others, when the Dragons were breathing their last, she visited them, learning what could be taken into the world under a new sun.

The Old Ones told Brave Heart that what was inside them was inside her; like two serpents twined alongside each other, life sustaining itself from one world to the next. And because of this tenuous link, they could give Brave Heart a gift, the first of the five gifts given to the People, the Gift of Eyes Wide, to lift our eyes up and reach for that which is beyond us. Brave Heart's people became known as the Squirrel People and, like the squirrels, they settled to life in the trees. They took such joy in the light of the new sun that they spread across the world finding lost paths that none now remember simply because they were curious about where such paths would take them. They roamed the new world for thousands of generations before the killing ice cut them off from their brothers and sisters, driving many of them back to the Womb of our World, in the lands far to the west of my home and across the World Ocean.

As the ice took the North and South, safe within the warm forest of the Earth's womb, Great Jaw was born. In his time, the people of the world had reached for things beyond them for so long they now walked on their knuckles. These knucklewalkers thrived among the giant trees, like the Squirrel People before, and, like the Squirrel People before them, they had one great enemy - the Cats. The Cats hunted for the flesh of the people, as they always had, for the flesh of the people is especially sweet.

Great Jaw lost family to the Cats, as had many of his friends, and one day he felt in his heart he could take no more. Surrounded by friends who felt fear grip their hearts, Great Jaw set out to confront the Great Cat. He found one soon enough and the fighting was fierce but there was no doubt. Great Jaw was to be killed. It was in that moment - when he called out - that one of his friends could take no more and tossed a stone. The Cat, distracted, loosened its grip and Great Jaw escaped. Great Jaw shouted for more help and, leading the others, he inspired them to chase the Cat away.

From that time on, Great Jaw possessed the Gift of the Hand. He understood, as did his people, that as the fingers follow the lead of the fist, so does the strongest guide all others. The strong protects the young and the females. The strong leads the People to new food. The strong maintains the tradition of the ancestors. Great Jaw taught his people these traditions so that they could prosper.

Many thousands of generations, they lived this way until, among the knucklewalkers, a young one named Bright Eyes was born. Above all foods, she loved the insects, hunting them down whenever she could. She was an explorer, the kind that took the Gift of Eyes Wide deep inside herself and never quit in her search for tasty wrigglings.

On the day trouble found her; she had discovered where some beetles hid and was beside herself with joy. Crawling into the small cliff side crack, she wriggled deep down until she slipped and fell into a cave. There, frightened, she knew she'd fallen right into the presence of trouble. A soft cry answered her own and for a moment, she didn't want to investigate. After all, what if it promised to be more trouble than she could handle? But, in the end, curiosity overtook her and she shuffled over to it.

The little spirit she found had been lost for quite some time. Used to the cliff sides and the sacred hills, it had become trapped deep in the cave and needed someone to carry it out. After a certain amount of apprehension and negotiation, Bright Eyes agreed and swallowed the spirit to keep it safe, keeping it just within her throat. Feeling moved by spirit, Bright Eyes found the faint breath of wind which showed the way out and when she emerged, she spit up her friend. Moved by her bravery, the spirit left a part of herself inside Bright Eyes' throat, giving to Bright Eyes the Gift of Echo.

Bright Eyes' people - the People of the Trees - their children and their children's children took to copying the ways of the forest and all its inhabitants. They gave voice to the quiet ones, form to the still ones and after seeing an animal carry food in its arms, they copied that as well, becoming the first race of Man to walk on two legs.

Over thousands of generations, a new change came over the womb of the world. The land of the two legged went from the domain of trees to grasslands. Here, the great cats could hunt unchallenged as no trees would lend aid to the two legged or their cousins. They had to call on all of their experience and gifts: that of Eyes Wide to see above the grasses, of the Hand so that the strongest could order them away from trouble towards the rivers where the Great Cats were slower and the Echo to see that fish swam faster than the great cats could manage; those that copied the fish could move faster as well! And the food they could now catch! Sweet river food making them stronger, smarter, faster.

Over hundreds of generations, by the banks of lakes and rivers, the people of Echo discovered fire and tools appropriate to the needed task but they were still missing something from their lives, something no one had thought of... that is, until the time of Ananse, the Spider-Man.

Some say Ananse of the Spider People was always an 'old soul', some venture to say he was dropped on his head when he was a child. All agree that Kweku Ananse spent his time trying to figure out how things work, how things connected. By the time he was an old man, old even by his people's reckoning, he had plenty of threads but no conclusions.

Frustrated with the never ending quest, Ananse realized that no one can know how all the threads fit together except those that have the right perspective. Seizing a hold of his interesting conjectures, he used it to build a ladder far up into the sky. There, he met with Nyambe and the other spirits set above the world, who laughed at his feeble attempts to request what they jealously possessed: the power to make stories.

They challenged Ananse to three impossible tests: first, to subdue, without killing, the great enemy of Man - the cats; second, to subdue and bring to the spirits the only thing which frightened the great cats, the wasps with stings like fire; and finally to fetch without fail and with respect, the spirit of the land that no man can see and live.

Ananse accomplished those tasks by first playing on the vanity and love of games that possessed the great leopard. Then, Ananse tricked the wasps into flying into a gourd by figuring out the one thing those fearful creatures feared - the spirits of earth and sky - and through fooling them with a little rain. The last task, Anansi caught the spirit of the land with a tar baby - with part of the earth's own body! - trapping the spirit using the one thing no spirit will leave unchallenged: disrespect.

Laden with these three gifts, Ananse gave them to Nyambe and the laughing ceased as they realized Ananse had become a new thing. They gave him the Gift of All Stories and his children and their children and their children's children became the storykeepers. They spread out across the world and as they did, the world changed them as much as they changed the world.

Hundreds of generations passed before the fifth gift came into the hands of the People.

Her name was Greyfur of the Wolf People and she was alone. At an age when she should have been surrounded by family, she had been driven away and, though angry, she still sought out what had been lost. This was because Greyfur was not one of the races of man; she was a four legged, a wolf. Her kin had learned a secret few other predators bothered to learn, that of the Way of the Herd. That which the wolves hunted protected its own, young and old alike, each acting with one body, one mind, one spirit. Greyfur's people learned to adapt those rituals to their own, much to their great benefit.

Greyfur found the hunting trails of the humans and stumbled across a human who did not chase her away, who shared the kill, who - in the end - considered Greyfur good luck. That's when the two began to speak, to adopt one another as family. Greyfur and the human and those that followed brought something vital to each other. To the wolves, they received the safety and security of Fire, valuable enough that they staid alongside us even in the darker days to come and taught the children of Echo a new story, a way of life that was the Gift of the Pack.

The Pack works to honor all as one; from the eldest to the youngest, each part of a pack has strengths to celebrate and weaknesses to protect. Strength of limb and tooth is only one part of the whole. Among the humans, this became tribe, became Elders, became stories for 7 generations. The humans kept all of the wisdom of the Pack but did not forget their other gifts: in times of crisis, they would reach back for the Gift of the Hand. They would reach back and allow one to lead over all so that, in times of great danger, decisions would be swift and assured.

Two ways of living, woven together, manifesting in 10,000 Ways among the Five Gifted two leggeds known as humans.

These are the gifts that lay within us, that we can see in the faces of our children, in the fires of our passion, in the flow that is our lives. The Gift of Eyes Wide, the Hand, Echo, All Stories and the Pack.

Who knows to what shores they will take us?

I sit under a peculiar alchemy of fire radiating from the earth across which the lightning moves, invoked by the flow of water. But in my head, I am sitting by a fire, the lodge - the womb of the Mother - waits and the hot stones are having their sweat and my uncle says again and again "There are 4 ways, there are 4 ways, there are 4 ways."

There are more than 4 ways. We all know this, as does he. But in his story can be told a truth and so it will be offered up to you as it was to me.

This is also a story made up of two ladders, of two threads of webs woven up into the sky. Where they lead, to Nyambe's - the sky spirit's - court, to a new world or to a new sun is a secret held only by the horizon.

I can say that the first of our people, two legged, storied, with all the blessings of 5 gifts and 65 million years of evolution behind them had skin as black as the rich soil over which they lived. They became the first adventurers, the first to sail the World Ocean, the first to talk and name the spirits of their land, the first to build webs of story over everything around them.

They walked a Night Road; as the Earth spun it would face first the sun and source of life and then the Night, the road upon which all things originally came. And in the center of our home, the unseen spiral leading to Deep Waters and further out, the first point where the mysteries of our universe sprang. They dug in deep and explored their roots. Their dead became Gods, looking out over them, families of spirits joined as the hands, the feet, the legs, the heart, the head of greater beings. They marked time in generations and their hearty young met the challenge of the world head on.

For those whose steps took them away from the Womb of the World, the world changed them, as it always does. Some skins faded from black to brown to yellow, reflecting the soil and sands of their lands. These people placed their very lives in the energies that flowed around them, the Way - the Noon Road - that required no effort except to echo the spirits and their footsteps throughout the land. They offered up the empty hand, the silent step and found their peace even in multitudes.

Other brave people placed their faith in the unknown waters that bordered the world, pushing themselves out onto the World Ocean, finding different worlds both small and great beyond the horizons. Blessed by the sun, reddened by its touch, they set forth on a good red road, the Blood Road, creating bonds of strong kinship with that which they met, learning the language of the land and coming to it as family. They took two entire continents and reshaped them to the benefit of the People and their neighbors.

Some people traveling far to the North faced the Great Ice and the Death it offered to the people. They found the Road of Bone and let their skins grow pale walking upon it. Norroenir - northerners - who found a ghost language, who forged steel from swamp muck, who fought death itself and won by taking the power of earth fire into themselves, divinely inspired when both force of strength and force of will had abandoned them.

These are our people: black, yellow, red, white. They are rich in story and they are alive even today. As long as the stories exist and there are tongues to tell them, they are not dead, no matter how lost they may feel. That which made them their own people has not forgotten them.

There are many different stories in this world. Some are kind, some are cruel, some are hopeful, some are tragic. This is one of them:

It once did not need to be spoken: that the land was mother to us all and she held sway over what was and what was not born. And the women of the People, reflections of the Great Mother, held decision over what was and was not born, from their body and from the sweat of their bodies. This is important.

There were a clan of gardeners, shapers of the land, proud people, content in their place and their living. They had been doing what they had been doing for a long time. Even the jokes of their tricksters were well known but it didn't matter. Life was good.

Then things changed. Here the tale spins for the excuses and the destinations were many but two things can be said. The clan's neighbors due to dire misfortune of their own or a change in their land, invaded.

It's a hard thing to be attacked by those you once knew well, especially when it is so fierce that the survival of your people comes into doubt. That the clan's people were driven from their home, we know. That the clan was driven so far away, they knew little of their new world, this we know as well.

And we know that, for the clan to survive, they were stripped to the very core of their spirits.

Embittered, the People journeyed far from their homes. Along the way, the sacred ones, the ones who were in deepest touch with the realm of spirits, tried to guide the way. It is likely they were male. These sacred ones came to a place of grass and there, they were spoken to.

The Grass understood what it meant to be the children of disaster. The Grass understood what it was like to be transported far away. And it offered to the Children of Echo a solution. Be like the Grass it offered Be fruitful and multiply. It offered up its body for the taking and reminded the clan of the lesson of the Serpent Kings, the twining snakes in each cell of the sacred one's body spoke. You can be greater than you are it said You can be grander. The War Council had already been convened. The People had thrust aside the Gift of the Pack to use the Gift of the Hand in this terrible crisis. They looked to the strong to help save them from death. And the strong looked to the sacred ones for a sign. So the sacred ones wove a story: a god destroying a dragon of chaos, an eagle clutching a serpent, the plentifulness promised by the spirits of grain...

The people followed the way. They gardened and they used the grass and they started to multiply. But they found the dangers of it as well: the famine as those other animals who also ate the grass swarmed upon them; the children, stunted and deformed; the adults sickened by what little they could eat. The strong ones were consulted, the sacred ones conferred. The decision was made. They would do what they had to do.

For the people to continue, new people must be born. And for new people to be born, the women would suffer. And their choice in this matter would no longer be their own. It would be the province of the strong ones, the men.

As it was for the little mothers, so it was for the Great Mother.

The People walked down a new road, a Ghost Road.

In the end, it took them all.

From the north end of the Womb of the World, two branches of this story emerged. It tried to spread to the South, but a wall of life prevented its passage. It tried to spread to the East and was swallowed up the people of the Noon Road, though their own Path persisted even in the face of possible destruction.

It spread to the West, finding fertile soil around a small sea. There, it flourished, a poisonous plant in pristine waters, until the Children of the Road of Bone came upon it and destroyed it. Time and time again, the Western Branch attempted to spring forward only to find itself thwarted. This did not settle well with the People of the Ghost Road.

With great deceit they offered up their tainted women, their treasures wrested from dead ground, their knowledge proffered by ghosts that slowly seduced the Children of Bone into their fold. It took time and much effort but all but a few were so thoroughly converted in the end that none could see a difference between the Children of Bone and the Children of the Ghost Road.

And when the Ghost Road swallowed up the wealth and heart of its original walkers, the Children of Bone were seen as the only ones on the Path.

They swept across the world with a vengeance. They freed themselves of the old rituals and religions of the past to proffer up their own unique perspective, tempered by the Ghost Road. They overcame the people of the Night Road and stole them from their home and their ancestors. They corrupted the land of the people of the Blood Road so that the bonds of kinship was broken. They broke the spirit of the people of the Noon Road, converting their youth into ravenous followers of the Path of Bone.

And yet, and yet...

My uncle sits by the fire. "The people are coming together, the people are coming together, the people are coming together..."

The People of the Night Road weave their stories into the lands of the new world. They give up the music in their spirits to forge a new beat that few can resist. The People of the Noon Road show the power in an empty hand and a silent step and their Way winds its way through sheets and sheets of ghost language going by the foreign name 'Dao'. The People of the Blood Road risk almost total devastation to retain the rituals of kinship and to offer a hand to the newcomers; their pull is so strong only death by the Ghost Road's leaders prevents the lost people from taking up that offer.

The Path of Bone, it offers its strength too as its power to break things down begins breaking down the very barrier that keep the Skins apart: we are one race, we are one People, life is all related, we see things from different views, diversity is a strength.

We can only deny our strengths for so long.

10,000 years ago, the people were lost; they damaged the great wolves who had stood by our sides, hurting them and molding them into as lost a people as their own. They gave up the way of the Pack.

Into that void stepped the Great Cats, diminishing themselves in size to present no obvious threat. There to remind us that the world never abandoned us, that even our once enemies were there for us.

Coyotes and other canines hid the wolves' very spirit inside themselves, waiting for the time to return the wolves back to their place in the world, when we would finally recognize them as the brothers they once were and still are.

We have never been abandoned.

Five gifts, four paths, two stories, and an ending.

We listen to find the strength to tell it.

In each story, there sits a small gem of fear inside the one who tells it. Have they wandered too far down the path, worn out their welcome, told too much? If they are speaking out to the wind, is the wind still listening? Are there ears out there to hear? Stories are living things; they exist to be told over and over, in 10,000 ways, across 10,000 tongues.

When I was a boy, I remember a voice on the wind, deep, strong and confident, understanding, experienced. It gave me advice, counseled me to be patient, pushed me to go deeper. I realized when still young that the voice was my own, from a different segment of time, a different place.

It was over halfway through my third decade when I understood, to my shock, that I was finally speaking in that same voice. Then came another voice, still my own, but quieter, more grounded, more experienced, the voice of age.

I am a young boy, scared to his core, not understanding the slow death of his culture, tired of being who he is, being told that it is for what must be.

I am a father, frightened for his children but solid in his core, ready to teach, to share, to create, to be, struggling to be worthy of the title of man.

I am an old man, standing on a shore, watching the dolphins pull past in force, seeing the fish leap high in the sun and understanding that a bargain has been fulfilled and my time as I am is done. I have seen so much death, helped place so many to rest, I welcome a little rest beside them.

I am the spirit of my Grandfather, a restless curiosity upon the land, devoted to its people and its protection, silly, useful, useless and wise. Tukupar Itar - Blue Sky Coyote - forever in my heart, my body, my spirit, my mind.

I am borne by my brothers who are the wind into the path of stars above that reminds me so much of the sheen of an abalone's shell. I am taken home to Deep Waters.

When I look over all of it, from here to there, from there to here, this is what I take away from what's in my heart, my head, my spirit, my body: that in the time of greatest need, we did not 'create' a tribe, we did not 'make' a culture, we did not 'shape' our future.

We called for it.

We sang out loud. We staid true to who we were. We were unafraid, even when confronted. We nurtured our own strengths and lent it to those who were broken. We cried together. We remembered. We danced. We sang.

And we were so grateful that even in the darkness there was grace.

I'm sitting here in silence but I have a story to tell. It may not be your story. We are the 10,000 Ways and we have many ways of speaking. But this is one way. It's hidden in what I was told, in what I've seen, in where I've been, but it's still there.

I'm still there.

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A link between ancestors & Us, a path for proper forgiveness

Oh, I'm gonna get myself in trouble with this one. Big Smile

So, here I am posting things like "Deepwater", also -- offline -- getting to understand the depth of the Odin myths and how they relate to Celtic Europe, linking the White Road of one myth to the study of death...

Etc., etc., etc.  Big Smile

There's been a problem, though, a serious one.  At least some of our ancestors -- well, at least mine -- deliberately broke the chain and dug into Taker Culture.  They embraced the Anas -- the one god, one way, lonely wheat -- and buried what they could of their ancestral lore.  Then they hurt the world.

Ouch.  How do you recover from that AND respect them?  How do you say I'm sorry.

Well, I had a whole slew of lwa references thrown at me over a couple of days and stumbled over something I found significant -- and since I really don't know who else I'd share this particular kind of info with...

The lwa are the "spirit families" of the Vodoun tradition.  Quickly glossing over a rich and enrapturing faith, let's just oversimplify and say it was based on West African religions, brought to this continent by slavery and then syncretized into a faith that could encompass what the practitioners felt was important to carry over.

In Vodoun, there are roughly two sides to it.  The Rada are connected to the older ancestors, to the African continent and are considered to be more mellow, less impertinent, more grounded.  The Petwo (or Petra) arose on our continent, from the slave tradition -- and they, as you can imagine, are a fiery bunch.

Now, to be clear, these aren't different "gods".  They are... well, since the spirits are basically families of ancestors with similar traits, the Petwo are the younger branch living in the States.  So, you can have a Rada Papa Legba (the father of the crossroads, who opens up the ways between spirits and bodied souls) and Petwo Papa Legba.

Having given that bit of explanation, let me drop one other bit.  There are some gods found in the Petwo tradition that do not exist in the Rada.  To be specific...

Just found out that Bawon Samedi and his wife Mama Brighid are both Petwo AND non-African. Best bet (say others on the Web) is that they came from Irish slaves, working side by side with their colored counterparts. And it got me thinking on two fronts. First, seeing that people with white skin were suffering just as much as they were, those shaping the syncretic religion performed a great kindness. They adopted the two chief deities of the Celts into the lwa. There, Mama Brighid kept her blue-eyed fair skinned looks. Baron Saturday – well, when you’re dead you can represent everyone: white-as-bone, bile-yellow, blood-red, black-as-the-earth-you’re-buried-in. So, he’s got plenty of personality to throw around. But that nasally voice... it made me think of how you’d make fun of English noblemen. That might be just me, though. Of course, knowing that the word "baron" translates as “free man” helps me think there were a number of levels they teased the aristocracy with.

Two ancestors welcomed into the Petwo but here’s what caught my attention. These are ancestor deities of the Irish slaves and the light-skinned MASTERS as well. So how do you reconcile that? Throw them in a corner? Disenfranchise them? Make them small so maybe their prickhead descendants would diminish as well?

No.

You put them in charge.

I’m understanding that leadership – traditional leadership – isn’t about leading folks. It’s about responsibility. And not even as a “parent”. No. If you take coercion out of the situation, if you can’t force anybody to do anything, then your responsibility is to be the one who makes sure that the people who need and want help get help. Your burden is to make sure everyone else is all right. You give up all of your power to help others who need you and you rest when everyone’s okay.

There’s precedence in this. In Haudenosaunee stories (East Coast, U.S.), when the Great Peacemaker came to help facilitate the creation of the Haudenosaunee Confederacy, Peacemaker came across this fearsome, extremely intelligent man who had taken over a whole swath of territory by himself. Nobody bugged him because (a) he controlled the elements and (b) he was a cannibal.

Instead of leaving him alone, Peacemaker sought him out, tricked him into thinking he had killed Peacemaker and then, upon “coming back to life”, convinced the man to return with him to the expanding Confederacy. This man, Peacemaker ultimately chose as “President” of the great council.

Why? Because this was someone fierce enough and smart enough to control the elements and still have enough time to hunt the most dangerous game. This was a man who, when approached, realized that he wanted back into the human community but didn’t know how to get back there.

So, Peacemaker put him in the spot where he would be responsible for the most people, where we would have to put all his passion and his intelligence to good use, and there was no way he could force his will on folks. He wasn’t a dictator. He presided over the Council. Big difference. As far as I know, the Confederacy has been around for over 600 years, so, despite all, it blossomed into the most successful democracy in the world.

Petwo Samedi and Mama Brighid were placed at the crossroads of the Dead. They have to deal with the newly dead all the time. That’s like raising kids – all – the – time – and, I know as a dad how harrying that can be. And Papa Saturday, he’s going to have to watch over the rest of the Guede family. He’s responsible for them, as is Brighid. They’ve got no time to be messing about. They’ve got no energy to be forcing their ways on others. But they are in a place of high respect. High respect and high responsibility. Empowered but not going to cause any serious mischief without people knowing...

Okay... how does this relate to us, today? If we want to come back to the human world, to a culture that isn’t trying to frikkin shoot itself in the foot every chance it gets, I think we might have to do 2 things. The first is personal: try and stop all of the destructive behaviors we’ve set up and surround ourselves with some good folks trying to do the same.

But the second – the spiritual side and the debt that some of us carry because of ancestors – we need to be responsible. What does that mean? Different things to different folks.  For me, it means that there are several thousand local natives – Tongva, Tataviam, Chumash – that live in some of the worst poverty in the nation. And the people that are special to the locals? The 150,000 tribe members that live in L.A. County? We’re letting them down too. They are literally the worst demographic in L.A. County (I’ve seen the stats, over and over again) because the Nations were deliberately shattered and driven here.

From helping them out – by both getting folks out of poverty AND opening up cultural-physical space for them to reclaim their Ways from – we can also derive programs and programmatic ideas that we can use for folks that are important to us. So, if you want to speak about it on its most “practical” level, we have an opportunity to field-test programs for the good of L.A. and its diversity.

I just wanted to re-iterate again about leadership, about responsibility; it’s not about “power-over”, it’s about “power-with.” If I’m holding all the cards and a local friend of mine is suffering, then I’m doing something wrong.

So here I am reaching the end of what I’m talking about (I think). I guess I’m just trying to thread a maze, trying to reconnect with my ancestors all the way back, trying to reconcile what my people did – and still are – doing and trying to share that vision.

Maybe you folks will think this stuff is useless. Maybe you’ll have comments. Maybe you’ll share it with others. Don’t know. Something to think over, though.

I hope the Flame of the World smiles over you.

Best

 

Bill

Papa before me
Papa behind me
Papa beside me
Papa beside me
Papa within me
Papa without me
Open the Way
Open the Way
Open the Way 

"Change comes from giving up the myth that you are in control."