Shaman encounter proves accurate.
I was quite troubled last night, and needed to talk to a friend. But Louie wasn’t home. But his roomate was.
I had no choice. The Shaman got in my face.
He told me like it
is.
After he talked to me for 20 minutes, without asking questions he said, “That’s $20.00 for counseling”, as a joke.
The thing was, he was right on everything he said. Not just a little bit. Alot. Like 100% alot.
The more I thought about what he said the more the more I realized it was great advice. Better than any advice I received from any head shrinker with a framed diploma.
Meeting a Shaman is scary. It’s like, they’re from the Twilight Zone.
He’s knows the anwser even before you ask the question.
I owe you $20 bucks Rob. Shaman to Salem Oregon.
