Introduction to Into the Lion’s Den: A Shaman’s Journey into the Underworld of the Sinaloa Cartel, Indian Gaming and Sex Trafficking in Indian Country

This book is the story of truths that want to be acknowledged and remembered even when there are those that want to disarm and disbelieve it or leave it behind. These truths include history that many have long forgotten, the significant pain experienced by multitudes across generations, and how those things intersect in the modern world to perpetuate that pain. It includes a narrative about the seeming psychic nature of things and how the natural world influences and is entwined with our living experience to bring to light the horrors humans perpetrate against each other. To tell the story is to also to reveal my own truths, long hidden to protect myself and those around me. 

I did not want to write this book. It is not a labor of love. It is one of anger and anguish, fueled by the suffering of multitudes and the insistence of their Ancestors that I do not give up, that I do not stop. 

At the heart of any personal identification is this: I work with Ancestors of modern indigenous peoples. Their presence in my life is not one I ever sought out and certainly never asked for. The work I do, how I experience the world, and my understanding of my relationships with those others cannot see confounds and angers as much as it inspires, particularly those who live in the lands of the Ancestors for whom I work. These Old Ones come from across the African, American, Australian, and Asian continents; have roots and breathing kin across the frozen north, sweltering equatorial lands, mountains of the south and the deserts across the way.

Until September 2017, I did not know why they chose to actively be in my world. I do now and this is our story. 

One does not need an understanding of shamanism or mediumship for what is being shared here to be believable. It may be helpful, though, to connect to your own experiences and stories you’ve heard as a way to disconnect from a believing or disbelieving of anything in these pages. I ask that readers move through the story not so much with suspended beliefs but with a sense of curiosity. Each of these experiences are recounted truthfully and the most significant ones have been shared with witnesses who may or may not be named here.

One of the challenges of sharing this here is that, at least on this continent, spiritual unfoldings like these are primarily associated with indigeneity, belonging to a particular group, those of North Americans or of other brown skinned cultures or a subset of them like medicine men. In our current era, these experiences are also seen as a threat to the identity of people who claim ownership to them or direct spiritual connection to individual Ancestors.

In addition, the commercialization of spirituality and the tendency for the western world to take advantage of beliefs and hopes in the unseen rightly cause many to look askance at stories like these and wait for the sales pitch. Do I want you to believe? Absolutely. The goal here is to a) illuminate and eliminate the modern sexual slavery of indigenous women and children, b) create an avenue of safe expression for others, particularly in younger generations, about their way of experiencing the world, and c) re-create relationships with Ancestors, other invisible beings, and the ‘inanimate’ in a way that expands our definitions of humanity and the natural world and service to both. 

I am not Native American and this story will bother many who are. By the rules remembered and passed on, I am not supposed to be this way; engaged in conversation with their ancestors, their creation stories characters. But creation either birthed me this way or molded me into being this vessel that I am. I have said before that I was prayed into existence and poured into being through a series of inexplicable events that reconnected me with each tribe I have been born into before.

I am also not a pretendian, the word used to describe white people who want to be part of a culture that is not theirs to claim. I claim no particular culture or religion, walking through many that I have no intellectual or faith-based connection. I did not ask to be this way yet I am. And here we are, together, to with some inspiration to change how the world views the value of brown-skinned women and girls and bring them home. 

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