Shamanic Quest for the Spirit of Salvia by Ross Heaven

Author:Ross Heaven
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-02-01T16:00:00+00:00

Sometimes the ally rolls over and crushes a person without warning.

D ALE P ENDELL

Suddenly I felt myself physically pulled up by my shoulders and knew that I was not human at all but a bedspread being laid on a bed. My body slithered upward by itself (or was pulled by unseen hands), and there was nothing I could do to prevent it. The last remnant of “me” knew that I didn’t want to be a bedspread—I didn’t like my pattern! *15 I panicked and grabbed Tracie as I was pulled up and over the bed. She held onto me to prevent further movement as I lay flat on my back.

As the consciousness of the bedspread I was fully aware of my surroundings and was no longer in a jungle hut but owned by an elderly woman in Idaho who had decorated her bedroom in chintz. I could see farmland through her window and dust in the air as the sun shone through it; all of it in intricate detail. It was my reality.

All of my humanity was slipping away. I was a bedspread and always had been. I abandoned the attempt to be anything else and became just an item in the room with no thoughts or judgments. Even the chintz didn’t bother me anymore. It had nothing to do with me but had its own existence to contemplate, as did the wooden wardrobe at my side and the white lace curtains moving gently in the breeze above me.

A little later, from somewhere off in the distance, perhaps from one of the fields outside, among the calls of crows and the stillness of the day, I thought I heard a human voice. It was saying nothing remarkable however, just repeating a simple question over and over in a combination of amusement, fear, and confusion: “What the fuck? What the fuck?” At some point I realized it was my voice, coming from some place in me that vaguely remembered a human existence and had no idea what was going on now. *16 But at least that meant there was an “I” and that it/I was finally returning from somewhere.

It took me some minutes to fully shake off the bedspread consciousness, with Tracie holding me down until I returned to human awareness. Then I literally ran (stumbled) out onto the balcony overlooking the jungle and whooped for joy at being human again. Having a head, two arms, and two legs, even if they weren’t working so well, had never felt this good before.

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