Any Billion Dollars Now
You know the cliche about the person who wins the lottery and then a whole lot of “old friends” come crawling out of the woodwork? Well, that’s my life y’all – for realz!
Well, okay not exactly, but I needed your attention to make a point about something. First of all, no I did not hit the lottery (not yet at least, but I am manifesting a billion dollars to start my Center for Culture Innovation AKA Alt Space Detroit). The billion dollars is coming, don’t worry. In the meantime, I have tapped into a wealth stream of creative, social and knowledge capital.
I’ve been walking around spouting about being a shaman. In truth, I can’t claim myself a shaman. A shaman is as a shaman does. The proof is in the results. If I have an impact of healing and transformation connected to the survival of my people and they affirm that in me, then, I’m a shaman. Maybe I’ve done that. I certainly have played the priestess (named “Susie”) since I was six years old, gathering the children in my community to act out rituals and ceremonies I would devise. I built shrines to the animals. I continue to draw people together into ritual and ceremonial spaces for healing.
All that is besides the point. If my work isn’t effective, then I’m not much of a shaman, regardless of whatever trials I may go through or what books I might read. I can’t keep it a secret either. I can’t be of any use in the world if I hide my gifts under a bushel. My New Testament readers know what Jesus has to say about that! My friend Milano Harden of the Genius Group quoted his mother saying “You so heavenly minded you ain’t no earthly good!” So, I put it out there that I’m a shaman and leave it up to the rest of y’all to make of it what you will.
How did I know I was opening the flood gates?! LOL. Not like I thought I was special but really y’all? Like ten people call me to let me know they had their eye on me. I’m like “Hell, no!” And not at all who I would have expected. Of course it made sense when my friend whose last name is Red Deer, came forth. But when a program friend gave me the name of a shaman she thought I might want to talk to and it turned out it was my sponsor who I’d been working with for over a year, I was, as the kids say, shook! People I’ve known for 30+ years start sending me resources. Business people, scientists, stay at home moms, teachers, artists, people who “friended” randomly on Facebook who I was like “Who’s that?” Everybody and their sister Kate is a damn shaman!
I’m hearing stories about people’s everyday miracles, near death experiences, and encounters with animals. You can read them in the comments of my recent posts. You don’t have to take my word for it. More people have reached out privately. I just had someone share a reading resource called Spirit Hacks. Another virtual stranger explained aura types and was able to give me a reading to discover mine (I’m a manifesting generator). I’ve learned about Deep Ecology and Tesla’s coil. There is no shortage of resources and ways for a shaman to plug into the community. Here I thought I was gonna get labeled a nut case (which I am, unapologetically)!
I’m not mad about it. The world needs a lot of healing and it’s gonna take a lot of people working over time to get it done. If you’re not a shaman, you can still start a practice of tuning in. The truth is, you don’t have to be a shaman to be a healer. Just be sure you start with yourself. The rest seems to come naturally.
