'The Signal'

First light rose from a distant horizon like magic, the signal for him to make the weary climb back down. Back to the lake and the view of the shining mountain. Back to his lonely life as a watcher waiting for the white men to come to end his life as the childhood visions had shown. Soon they would come for already the metal dragon made its way across the plains; the trains that carried the workers and the killers; and spread the words of the false religion which snubbed out the truth from ancient times. All as it was told to him throughout his life; it was all coming to pass ... Extract taken from 'More Shamanic Wisdom' written by Matthew James December 2002