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“They don’t understand,” he said. “It is their own faith that heals them,<br />
not the evangelist preacher.”<br />
It didn’t take much to become an evangelist preacher. This was part of<br />
the appeal of the movement. After a few months, any man or woman could<br />
become a preacher. By contrast, it required years of training, as well as a<br />
vow of celibacy, to be a Catholic priest. And as I was learning firsthand, it<br />
wasn’t any easier to study to become a H’men.<br />
The evangelical movement was one of the major reasons why so few of<br />
the younger generation learned the old <strong>Maya</strong> ways. Many members of Don<br />
Elijio’s family had converted to Evangelism over the years, and those who<br />
had could barely tolerate their family patriarch.<br />
He was inconsolable. “They’ve forgotten me,” he wailed again and<br />
again. I gave him the gift that I had brought <strong>with</strong> me—a bottle of<br />
wintergreen oil. I told him I loved him and would always be at his side. I<br />
gave him a treatment, rubbing the oil into his sore muscles.<br />
After the treatment he cheered up a bit, but I was still concerned. He<br />
needed his patients—as much, surely, as they needed him. His patients were<br />
his family, his companions, his audience, and his reason for being. Without<br />
them, he was devoid of purpose and direction and mourned for Chinda<br />
more than usual. The energy they gave him explained why he could treat as<br />
many as thirty patients in a day and at the end of the arduous<br />
administrations feel better than before.<br />
It was the same for me. In my healing work, I too noticed that if ever I<br />
began a treatment or consultation feeling tired or drained, I was always<br />
renewed and strengthened afterward. I knew this was God’s gift to the<br />
healer—that your patients strengthen and heal you as well as the reverse.<br />
We sat alone chopping plants in the late morning. To cheer him up I told<br />
him that I’d been approached by the producers of Belize All Over, a new<br />
local television program. They wanted to make a documentary about him<br />
and his work, which would be the first in a series about life in Belize.<br />
Now, at ninety-two, Don Elijio had never seen television and had no<br />
idea what a documentary was. I explained as best I could. Television had<br />
only come to Belize in the late 1970s, and since San Antonio still didn’t<br />
have electricity, television was not a part of daily life. I told him I thought<br />
the documentary was important so that future generations of Belizeans<br />
would know him, what he looked like, and how one man who never went to<br />
school had become more sought after than a government minister.