Something different for the masses
CC students father writes about saving lives with brainwaves and
traditional Native American medicine
(A few weeks ago, The Catalyst received an e-mail that recommended that we
check into the life of a CC students father.
Angela LaBorde and her father cooperated whole-heartedly with me in getting
this intriguing story written. This article is an introduction into the work
that Roger does. He is preparing another article that will go more into depth
about what his lifes work is really all about. At Rogers request,
this is his article in its entirety, just as it was originally written.)
My name is Wakan Sa Hunka of the Rides the White Horse Clan. My daughter
Angela La Borde, Wa Waci Win, (Snow Dancer Woman) is a student at CC.
The Catalyst has asked me to write about who I am and what I do in 600 to
700 words, so I will try, but I know that I cant and also have you
get a glimpse of my world.
I am a Shaman and a healer. My journey into the Shamanic world began, in
part, when my family was adopted by the Red Elk family in Montana on the
Fort Peck Indian Reservation in 1982. As a result of that adoption, Gerald
Red Elk, a Sioux Shaman and Holy Man, became my uncle. He died a little over
three years later.
Those three years, however, would change my life dramatically and the lives
of my family. Angela was only a few months old when we traveled from Vashon
Island, Washington, to Montana for a few days to visit my parents who lived
and worked on the reservation. My father was a chemical engineer who had
been working on a project on the reservation for Northern Natural Gas. They
were about to leave the reservation for another assignment when his secretary,
Imogene, who was Geralds sister, wanted to formally adopt my mother
in the Indian way.
You see, my mother and Imogene had become good friends, and it was through
that friendship that Gerald had learned about me. Little did I know that
he had planned to include my wife Pam, my sisters, and both my parents in
the adoption and naming ceremonies. I had come from the corporate world,
having worked as a technical recruiter for companies such as Exxon, Tenneco,
Fluor, and Kellogg Engineering.
I had no idea that my life was to take a turn into worlds I had never
experienced, and I was about to be given a name that would take me 17 years
to discover its true meaning. In 1984, Gerald was asked to fly to Colorado
and give a presentation to the Institute of Noetic Sciences Board of Directors.
Gerald insisted that Pam and I go along with him.
The evening consisted of a dialogue between the board members and Gerald
followed by a dinner. During the discussion session, Gerald referred to me
as a healer and explained that I did it differently than he but was a healer
nevertheless. That was my first glimpse of what was to come on the healing
journey.
During that year, following Geralds request, I was successful at arranging
a meeting between Gerald and Chogyum Trungpa Rinpoche, a well known Tibetan
Lama and teacher, in the mountains outside of Fort Collins, Colorado. The
meeting was so dramatic and auspicious that the word went around the world
among Trungpas students of this meeting between their guru and this
enlightened Indian Holy Man.
I received a call a month later from Father Thomas Keating inviting Gerald
to an interreligious council meeting at Saint Benedicts Monastery in Old
Snowmass. Fr. Keating was bringing representation from the major religions
of the world to enter into a dialogue to see if there were points of common
agreement, and he wanted a Native American representative. Gerald insisted
that I go with him, and I have been a member of that council for the last
17 years even though I do not belong to any organized religion. Before he
died, Gerald gave me a Shamans pipe and told me that I would know what
to do with it one day. Gerald entered the other worlds in 1985.
Later, I was honored to spend time with Rolling Thunder, a Cherokee Medicine
Man, and Don Eduardo Calderon Palomino, a Peruvian Shaman, and several other
elders of the shamanic world.
In 1988, I was asked to be a guinea pig in a brainwave study,
and it was there that doctors discovered I had brainwaves that had never
been seen before. Through their research it was discovered that I could alter
other peoples brainwaves and alter their physical ailments. In 1992,
I was called into a coma case in Fort Collins, Colorado. Peter, an Australian
helicopter pilot who flew for Channel 9 news in Denver, Colorado, was at
deaths door, and the doctors were advising the family to pull
the plug on life support and let him die. I spent the night with Peter,
and at 2 a.m. he responded to my voice. He later came out of the coma, and
it was major news.
A second case involved an Australian singer in Canada who was in a no
hope coma situation, and the founder and chief editor of the New Age
Journal flew me to British Columbia. In two days, the singer came out of
the coma and began to talk. The New Age Journal published an article in the
Sept\Oct 1994 issue about my work on those miraculous coma cases. Shortly
after that article, I was featured on Sightings and NBCs The Other
Side, followed a few years later by Thats Incredible. I have been involved
with a number of high profile coma cases since 1992 after the traditional
medical profession had given up hope for any recovery.
I have since helped people with various other ailments that were physical,
mental, and spiritual, which led to an invitation to be a member of the
University of California at San Diego School of Medicine Wilderness Medicine
faculty. Thank you for your attention, and I know that I didnt make
it in 700 words.
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