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Sastun: My Apprenticeship with a Maya Healer

by Rosita Arvigo

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CHAPTER SEVEN<br />

Spanish Elder, Buttonwood<br />

Piper amalago<br />

Cordoncillo<br />

A common medicinal plant of many varieties, highly respected for its versatility as a traditional<br />

remedy in <strong>Maya</strong> healing. The leaves and flowering tops are boiled as a tea and used to wash all<br />

manner of skin ailments, to aid insomnia, nervousness, headaches, swelling, pain, and coughs, and<br />

for the treatment of all children’s disorders. The root is applied to the gums to relieve toothache. The<br />

raw exudate of the root heals cuts and prevents infection. The plant is one of the Nine Xiv used by<br />

Don Elijio for herbal baths.<br />

With so much to learn about the medicinal plants of the <strong>Maya</strong>, I decided to<br />

stay <strong>with</strong> Don Elijio three days each week.<br />

I slept in the cement house <strong>with</strong> him. <strong>My</strong> hammock was stretched across<br />

the length of the waiting room, separated from his small room by an<br />

embroidered, orange curtain, the last piece of handiwork Chinda<br />

accomplished before she died. In Spanish, its fitting inscription read: “I will<br />

love you forever.” The words swirled around two bluebirds on a flowering<br />

branch.<br />

The first morning I was there he tugged at my hammock strings. “Wake<br />

up, child! No time to lose,” he said in a raspy whisper.<br />

It was a chilly winter dawn and I groaned. I hadn’t slept well the night<br />

before, unaccustomed as I was to sleeping in a hammock. On reflex, I<br />

yelped, “Sí, maestro,” before taking a deep breath and swinging my legs<br />

onto the cold cement floor. He turned his back while I dressed in<br />

yesterday’s clothes and tied up the hammock where it was stored during the<br />

day. He washed his toothless mouth <strong>with</strong> water from a bucket stored in the<br />

corner and gave me a cup of water to wash <strong>with</strong>.<br />

Breakfast for Don Elijio was white sweet bread dipped in a cup of<br />

instant coffee, mixed <strong>with</strong> three spoons each of powdered milk and sugar. I<br />

poured myself some hot chocolate from my thermos and munched on<br />

cinnamon crackers.<br />

“Eat quickly, child. C’ox c’ax,” he said in <strong>Maya</strong>n, which meant, “Let’s<br />

go to the forest.” I gulped down the last of my warm drink and started

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