To the Vastness

Dying is a monumental affair. It is more than kicking your legs and becoming stiff. You will dance to your death here, on this hilltop, at the end of the day. And in your last dance you will tell of your struggle, of the battles you have won and of those you have lost; you will tell of your joys and bewilderments upon encountering personal power. Your dance will tell about the secrets and about the marvels you have stored. And your death will sit here and watch you. The dying sun will glow on you without burning, as it has done today. The wind will be soft and mellow and your hilltop will tremble. As you reach the end of your dance you will look at the sun, for you will never see it again in waking or in dreaming, and then your death will point to the south. To the vastness. ~ don Juan, Journey to Ixtlan

A warrior on the Toltec path (though she would no longer refer to herself as such) recently asked me, “Looking back… do you think you’ve told a good story overall? A great campfire tale, with heroes and villains, challenges and fears faced and overcome? Treasures won and loves lost?

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