you have to go with your instincts on that one. A shaman, i believe, can be anyone, regardless of appearance or how they dress or culture or upbringing. Does the person make you feel like you can trust them completely. Is there anything about them that makes you doubt their authenticity. No matter what they say to you, it really depends on how you feel about it, what your gut tells you. Can they do what they are supposed to without taking advantage of you or using it for ill intentions. That is something you have to decide for yourself. Not every shaman is right for every person.

"Is there something about shaman people apperance, so i can recognize them?"

Dress is a cultural property...
I don't think appearance has much to do with it.. More a presence...
People all have different histories and qualities...
Shaman is just a word.. in the end it is the action and the belief that makes the man/ the woman..
I view it as a student of life, a doctor, professor, inventor, thinker, artist who is willing to put the self aside to work for a tranformation in a good direction. This can also include politicians, journalists, medics, comedians, musicians, storytellers.. ..
The title is only a badge for others to recognize.
The main key is a free spirit, open mind and a spark of creativity to put faith into action.
And respect for the immaculate nature of all that exists.

You will recognize a shaman by the strange fire that burns in their eyes...
Their eyes will look familiar and see right through you and welcome you with a smile..

i have two guides.,one is wolf and the other is eagle.,sometimes when im really on both are with me.,and i like the eagle because of the perspective it brings--eagles fly the highest and have far reaching sight.,thus enlightenment.,.,and the wolf-dog has allways been my companion--spirit keeper--friend and advisor--gaurdian spirit.,

Hey Bianca, like Kahuna said, that's very nice to read and is very interesting and overwhelming the way Miguel stepped into the circle and started to drum, at least for me it really is. And u are so right when u said" Every poor in ones body opened as their hearts synchronized with the beat of the drum". I think for them was something "That kept them going".

We also do some actions" for example,whenever i feel a little sad or thoughts come into my head, i go outside, i sit down , look at the sky and take a deep breath, just stay like that and think about many things i did or i would like to do. Everyday, when i feel like that, i think is because i love life and i still have time to think about my life.
For all of us, there are some things or maybe persons that “keep us going",
for everyone of us there is a beginning and an end " i am a Christian and in the holy book
sounds like’ There is Alfa and Omega', everything has an end "Todo tiene un principio y un final, nada es por siempre",and i think we should value our lives, i am not saying to stay one hour a day or every night and morning to pray to god and say" thank you", i mean God would be more thankful if we live our lives with joy , thinking about life as a
gift, as something that was given to us to be happy...

Don't know, but many people think that happiness or living" my life" means getting drunk and feeling bad after, trying everything new and still doing its once u started because u don't want others to think u are stupid and so on. The problem is not that u don't have the freedom to try everything, the real problem is that we don't know how to choose what's
good for us or not ... Take it easy , think and choose what's good for u " Life is awesome and everyday of it is belssing ".

I think God is there watching us, but God can not pay for our consequences (maybe God will forgive your sins, but i think our nervous system won't). Is about our consciousness, we should not blame God because everything goes wrong in our lives, God has nothing to do with that.

Shamans are wise people, they have knowledge...they learn all the time, i supose. We all want to learn something , learning is like finding the information we need that can be useful , but is not only that, i think learning is more like making a difference between fantasy and fact... means " to sift " , in life we have the freedom to sift .

Maybe Bianca wanted to say that we all can love, we all may have compassion, light and wisdom at a moment in our lifes, but not all of us know what to do about its.. maybe not all of us know the real meaning of its..
Not all of us know that..at its simplest and purest, love is awesome ! Scared of suffering, well....that's a part of life...
Not ready to suffer, than u are not ready to love .... You are not loving, means u are not living !

I wanna learn and to try to take life with good and bad, not scared of facing bad times from my life cos i understand life is not only delight...

Actually, life is what we make from it.

Once u try to meet the less beautiful side of life and try to get over superficiality and to see the essence... once u are happy to learn about what's around u and to find answers for your questions..then the mist will be gone..

At least , i know i will be able to choose the way i wanna live my life... and follow my way!

Thanks,
Andrea " Don't know if i am a dreamer, dreamy .... but i wanna be for real "

kahuna Lamaku,

Not long ago, a young Locutionista received a letter in the mail from a small village in Mexico. She along with twelve others were asked to visit the village, and in exchange for healing they were invited to participate in ceremony with the local medicine men and women. So flattered she immediately excepted the invitation. A month later she was on a plane heading south. Upon arriving she met all different healers from all different lineages. People traveled from Israel, Ireland, The United States, South America, etc. So similar and yet so unique were their medicine practices. The Locutionista finally felt at home among the healers of the world!
Then one evening, the group was invited to attend a ceremony held by the local shaman. The Locutionista could hardly escape the excited energy she felt. What would transpire tonight!? Immediately after finishing her dinner she went to her dorm to prepare. She put on her finest white, put flowers in her hair, and seashells around her neck. When she came out of her dorm she realized that everyone had left and were making their way down the beach. Luckily, she had a long history of being a cross country runner, so she quickly ran after her fellow healers. Catching up to her spirit sister she noticed that there was a group surrounding a young man. "Who is that she asked?" Her sister replied, "I guess that is who is leading the ceremony." Perplexed at his young age, the Locutionista struggled to get a better look. She sat just opposite of him and on the other side of the fire pit. She thought to herself, "why he can't be more than 23ish? Woah." But as the ceremony continued she noticed an aura about him. Regardless of the excited banter around him, he sat perfectly still and with a meditative peace over his face. Looking back, she could would regard him as the "boulder in a zen garden". He was truly the embodiment of "knowing."
After the ceremony, she took it upon herself to make her presence known to him. However, every time she would be right in front of him, the winds swept up and he gently - turned. Once again, she moved herself directly in front of him, and yet again he turned. She became frustrated. She began to think to herself, "Why doesn't he see me? Can't he feel my presence? Does he not know who is here with him? I am daughter to swami's, priests, and monks! My knowledge and experiences far exceeds anyone in this group!" After sulking in the energy of her ego, she lunged for his arm! She quickly took a breath and looked up at him. His eyes were facing the sand. She looked down at the sand and noticed that he moved his feet allowing his toes to point in her direction. When she looked up, he was starring right into her eyes.
If there is ever such a thing as an energetic punch to the belly, she felt it. He stood there starring at her as his energy reached into her abdomen and pulled her screaming ego out of her chest. It dangled it in front of her face, and every self worshiping thought manifested in front of her like a mirror. She saw herself, in her true light and in her true darkness. Tears began to swell up in her eyes and her heart broke. Just when she felt she couldn't take anymore, a gentle breeze past by her face, and then- he turned.