Shamanic Journey Workshop in June

The workshop surpassed my expectations. Michael Harner is indeed old and slow, often forgetting what he's saying, apologizing, reporting that he's just found himself in Ecuador. He laughs, a lot, and for a long time. He makes frequent stabs at organized religion and oppressive regimes (including ours). His presence is penetrative, in the gentlest of ways. Power is attracted to him and it clings to him; it drips and oozes off him, like a number of the animistic spirit world is cloaking him so densely that little critters are falling off everywhere. During one journeywork session, I was laying with my eyes open while my partner was journeying on my behalf, and Michael walked by. As he passed near me, I got a strong sense of him being an old, old oak tree, moving slowly for the depth of his roots.