Way back a long time ago there were different forces at work, good and bad. In lay terms it is the Dark Side that what it is called. When I was just a boy, I heard the sounds in the night, the howling of wolves, and on a distant dark mesa flashes of light.
When I slept I found myself being in a dark place, running as if in quick sand, struggling to get away, fearing something in the darkness just outside, that something knew where I was, what I thought and knew I was fearful. It was a nameless force, it’s presence crept into my world, surrounding me, covering me and finding a way to find out my hopes, fears and how to make me numb so that I could not scream out or even move.
It was as if I was running in quicksand and could not get away. That is when they come to you, they know all about you and they are something to be beyond scared of, there are your worst nightmare, they can take your heart, might, mind, soul and very essence so that you belong to them. We call them E’Ni-Yo-Gloshi-, what has been loosely termed as Skinwalkers.
They are men, and women just ordinary in their appearance and actions, but they belong to a secret society, where the initiation is a heavy price, you must be born into it, give up the lives of your children or grandchildren as a sacrifice to forces of the Dark Side. Once you are in you can not leave them you are bound to them forever.
What are they like, they are like you and me, but behind their eyes is a presence that what some would say is witchcraft, sorcery and all things that are unholy.
In all things there is a balance, in the Navajo Way there is Hozhoji, the Beautyway, and the other side is the Dark Side. The Greeks and Romans believed that their gods suffered from human frailties, anger, vengeance, cruelty and making people their subjects and pawns in games they played.
In the Dark side of the life there are those people who can take a part of you, your hair, your fingernails, even the ground where you walked and take it to a secret place, where your spirit, mind or what you term your soul are bartered, sold and traded. The forces against you make their presence known.
These things, travel at night, on the wind, with the speed of running animals, others say light. When they are near your skin crawls, and you can feel a cold wind. No power can spare you if you they want to find you, they will make their presence known. In many ways the negative things one experiences are attributed to them. They are for sale, their practices and secret rites for the right price, a person can be witched and all the powers of darkness come upon them. They work in secret, they know their own and when one comes across one it is best to steer clear of them, they are the night, the worst of venom, and some say the Darkness we term as those cast down who are nameless, yet we know them and avoid dark places where they dwell.
Much has been said about them and the things they do, but as you sit and think about it, their presence is near you even now, because we are speaking of them. They are arrayed like the darkness, it is their cloak and in Navajo land they run through the canyons, mesas, valleys and forests at night. They are real, and like any people they can be summoned.
Some say there are ceremonies to protect one against them, some say that once they have you that you are theirs forever, they remain tied to you for all your life, they know your weaknesses and your hopes and can cause you to lost hope, health and all that you consider valuable to you and your kin.
There are ways to deal with such things, but is a long drawn out process that takes a lot of power from people who know what they are doing, and these people are few in number. There are many out there who profess to say, I am a medicineman, I am a shaman, I am a hand tremblor, a star gazer, an hatahli, but they fool themselves to think they can stand against the Darkside.
Is what I say about these skinwalkers true, take a minute and turn out the lights, and sit and think is there something you fear, that can feel its way into your
innermost thoughts, your mind and heart leaving you fearful even to think about it, then you have answered your questions. That is the way of the Skinwalkers, that is what they are and now they know about you...... rustywire
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