I met a healer, not a shaman by virtue of not having been “called”. I met him when I was in the ruins of Muyil, exploring, and was bitten by

I stood at the altar at the center of the world. It was a simple church, and the altar was a table all dressed in Maya flowered cloth and...

It was a simple church, dark and empty of people. Candles were burning. The pall made it hard to make out the details, but it seemed like...