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The Indigenous Sha(wo)man
I walked bewildered from the mist,into the beautiful oasis. The sky was clear,vibrant,and sparkling,a multitude of stars twinkling in multi-dimensional wonder.
This is my Akosh ,DNA, rememering,flooding back to me..I see the flickering of a figure sitting cross-legged by a crystal clear pond ,the water reflected it's image,one moment it appears to be a man,the next a woman.

Translucent, light,I approach in awe,silent and respectful.The figure beckons me to sit next to it.Head bowed I obey.We sit in a beautiful clandestine,serene quiet.I am humbled by this mesmeric being,its benevolence and compassion embraces me in a distinctive feminine feel. It is a heartbreking love,I weep,in joy,happiness,and divine dignity.

We do not speak, but we communicate,I am part of this being,this being is part of me,we are one. Family,both from the stars,old souls melding,knowing.

I look once at the shapely exotically beautiful face.The figure is no more ,I am alone, at peace and loved by source. This is indigenous Sha(wo)man, I should know ,I am to.



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