A Village Shaman’s Tale
perspectives, culture
I have never seen my great grandfather nor did I see a single photo of him in the family archive. I am curious about him. My dad only told me stories of who he was and what he was like. I always wonder that not many members of our clan sing his tales and stories. I did not want to be too imaginative and it is part of our custom to always observe filial piety. In certain cultures, filial piety is very important. Some things are kept private within families. This is done out of respect and deference to upholding family values and traditions. This practice is seen as a demonstration of loyalty. It also shows discretion. Some information is often considered matters that should be kept in the family.
Recently, our local community established a village archive center. This center details accounts of our village and its heritage. It shows how the past shaped our village today. They shared some snippets in social media. To my amazement, the man in the photo had the same family name as mine. I read the name carefully, and that was when I realized, he was my great grandfather!
The narratives describe him as one of the early shamans venerated in our village long ago. His contribution to the village community is well-recognized. My great grandfather’s legacy was one of service and respect. It is an honor to share his act of service. Although we do not believe in paganism/animism now, his act of serving the community is worth emulating. I learn from him that we can make lasting contributions to our community.
“When I was hungry, you gave me something to eat, and when I was thirsty, you gave me something to drink. When I was a stranger, you welcomed me.” Matthew 25:35
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