{"id":9980,"date":"2011-12-18T20:10:53","date_gmt":"2011-12-19T01:10:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/?p=9980"},"modified":"2012-12-26T20:07:56","modified_gmt":"2012-12-27T01:07:56","slug":"my-predestined-date-with-shamanism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.prosebeforehos.com\/cultural-correspondent\/12\/18\/my-predestined-date-with-shamanism\/","title":{"rendered":"My Predestined Date With Shamanism"},"content":{"rendered":"
I was lucky enough to score an extra ticket to a modern shamanism class in Los Angeles. What I knew of shamanism prior to the intro course was limited at best and while I like to be spontaneous, I also like to be prepared. I tried to research the event itself but also knew that the lower expectations that I had, the better. Luckily, there wasn\u2019t much information on the event, so I was going rogue. My friend Julie and I talked the night before to discuss our plan of attack and the car situation so that when we walked in wearing yoga pants and leggings compared to everyone else\u2019s Levi\u2019s and boots, we would at least be partner pariahs. And that\u2019s exactly what happened. <\/p>\n
Quickly disposing of our corporate Starbucks coffee cups in fear of being judged by hemp-loving, incense-burning, damn-the-Man hippies, we walked into the Manhattan Beach Marriott. The room was markedly less Marriott than anticipated: an ambiance that consisted of a 30-chair circle and a maraca rattling, rain stick thrusting, and indigenous Amazonian drum pounding ditty awaited us.<\/p>\n
In the car, Julie joked that it was going to be one of those, \u201cI see your light, and I appreciate you\u201d workshops and it seemed to be the case. For a hot second I thought I\u2019d be a real jackass and use this as an excuse to practice my comedic repertoire on the cheap. I\u2019d play the straight man and ask the shaman questions as if he were a World of Warcraft expert: Do you throw lightning bolts? Can you see into the world of spirits and communicate with creatures invisible to eyes of mere mortals? When did you discover this other realm? On Draenor, now shattered Outland, the orcs were shamanistic; on Azeroth, trolls and tauren were shamanistic. Though shamanism on Azeroth flourished and still continues to, shamanism on Draenor was all but extinct by the time of the great crossing of the Horde into Azeroth via the Dark Portal. Your thoughts, sir<\/em>?<\/p>\n <\/p>\n Though as the session started, I realized I couldn\u2019t be that much of an asshole. Just drink the kool-aid and leave the New Yorker cynicism and expectations at the door. After all, I live in California now and I decided to jump on the thought free, sun drenched fun bus in full force. <\/p>\n The rockstar shaman went around the room and introduced himself. When he stopped at Brendan they did a little, \u201cWho\u2019s on First\u201d bit. It went a little something like this:<\/p>\n Hamilton: Hi, I\u2019m Hamilton. They let out a few hearty chuckles. Hamilton proceeded with the introductions. The day began.<\/p>\n
\nBrendan: Wait, I thought I was Hamilton.
\nHamilton: You are you and I\u2019m you.
\nBrendan: If I\u2019m you and you\u2019re me, then we already know.
\nHamilton: Yes, we do. What time is it?
\nBrendan: It\u2019s now o\u2019clock. <\/p>\n