The thing that amazed me was the quality of the art in the "Cave of Forgotten dreams." We were lucky that it was sealed by a landslide, otherwise it would have probably been defaced.
I watched the film about the Shamen of the Amazon. This generated a whole series of thoughts and emotions.
First, what sort of a ding dong takes his one year old daughter and pregnent wife into a jungle? Then there was the conflict between big oil and the indigenous people, and finally, the question of shamanism and the use of drugs for religious purposes.
I personally think that any way that can help a person connect with the greater self is ligitimate and someone who has a shaman to help them along the path is lucky. Breakthroughs can come from living on mountain tops, living through battles, sunsets, and potions and we should be open to all these options.
One idea that came to mind about the conflict. The army and Big Oil were focused on more money and more power, and were destructive whereas the Shamen are focused on the development of the individual and are in harmony with the planet.
It reminded me of a 2,500 year old story from India. Some wealthy young men decided to have a picnic. Some brought their girlfriends but one or two hired prostitutes to be their dates. During the picnic one of the prostitutes stole some expensive items and ran into the forest. When the young men found out they chased after her and in the woods they came upon the Buddha setting in a clearing.
The young men told the Buddha the story and asked if he had seen her. He replied, Young men do not chase after the girl, chase after yourselves.
The shamen are gurus in a different setting. I have wished that I could bump into a holy man in the mall.
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