A Hopi Divine Assistant Issues a Timely Warning
A Hopi Divine Assistant Issues a Timely Warning
Summer 2001, AZ
I was backpacking around central AZ for a few days and one night at about 9:00 I was in Coconino county in a very small town and I turned to notice that there was suddenly someone now sitting on the park bench about 5 yards away. He had suddenly 'just appeared'. I was instantly overjoyed to see him there - a thirty something adult male who exuded a very certain friendliness and calmness.
"Hello my friend," he said, "how are you?"
"Wonderful," I said, "how about yourself?"
He then got right to it ...
"Listen please listen - one should never eat rattlesnake meat. I am a Hopi. We have a belief that if one does so then their soul is somehow supernaturally cursed to such an extent that in the future one of their nieces or nephews will be born deformed!"
"Thank you," I said, "thank you for the warning!"
(now we know what really happened to poor Anthony Bourdain - he swallowed the still beating heart of a Vietnamese cobra right on one of his TV shows)
I walked a few paces down the road and looking back I noticed that he had already simply disappeared.
Of course!
And lo and behold just two days later I camped out in a beautiful field just outside of Pine, AZ where a handful of other backpackers were also staying and one of them came forth from the brush in the late afternoon and announced ...
"Look everybody I just killed this rattlesnake and I am going to skin it and cook it up. And you can all join in!"
But I remembered my Hopi friend's admonition and politely declined!
These Divine Assistants are that amazing!
They can always see what lies ahead!