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Sastun: My Apprenticeship with a Maya Healer

by Rosita Arvigo

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CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO<br />

Pheasant Tail<br />

Xiv Yak Tun Ich<br />

Cola de Faisán<br />

Anthurium schlechtendalii<br />

A bath or steam bath of these leaves boiled in water is considered a specific treatment for muscle<br />

aches, backaches, rheumatism, arthritis, paralysis, and swelling. The leaf is crushed <strong>with</strong> a stone and<br />

then applied directly to sore muscles or backache.<br />

Antonio was a friendly vendor from whom I bought beets and onions every<br />

Saturday morning. His booth was a regular stop on my weekly shopping<br />

trip to San Ignacio’s busy outdoor marketplace, overlooking the Macal<br />

River.<br />

One Saturday morning, Tony looked uncharacteristically grim.<br />

“Are you still working <strong>with</strong> Don Elijio? Can you cure now, Doña<br />

Rosita?”<br />

I could tell from his expression that he was not just making small talk.<br />

He seemed genuinely anguished.<br />

“Maybe you could help me? <strong>My</strong> wife and I will come see you this<br />

week, yes?” he continued. I was just about to say “of course” when he<br />

added, “Things are not right for us, Doña Rosita. Something is not natural.”<br />

Those last few words pierced through the voices of buyers, shouting<br />

orders for corn and plantains. I’d heard them enough times at Panti’s clinic<br />

and I’d been dreading the time when they would be addressed to me. After<br />

seeing hundreds of cases at Don Elijio’s clinic, I couldn’t deny the existence<br />

of evil forces. But it was one thing to assist Don Elijio. It was another to<br />

make that final leap of faith alone into the frightening and ambiguous<br />

sphere of spiritual healing.<br />

Nor did I have confidence that I could treat spiritual diseases. Physical,<br />

yes, but spiritual? That was a different story. Was I as strong as Panti? I<br />

didn’t think so.<br />

“You better go see Don Elijio,” I warbled.<br />

“No, I want to see you, Doña Rosita. I have faith in you,” he said.

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