The Huichol man, who works
for the mestizos in Nayarit, probably harvesting corn or working in the
fields, was met at the dock by his wife and children. The wife was beaming.
She reached out to pet the cook stove many times before the village wheelbarrow
was brought down to transport the stove up the hill.
Before we could enter the village, we were told we could not photograph the women because they still believed the camera could steal their souls. However, we were also met outside the village by a man we were informed was "not a very good or powerful" shaman, who would preform a cleansing ceremony on each of us so we would not pollute the village. We were also told it was all right to photograph this shaman (for a fee, of course).
Ca. 25% of Huichol men are shamans. They embroider their own clothes (cross-stitch), & decorate their hats (some of which have Huichol symbols dangling on them, others have seeds; all have a cross atop the crown to symbolize the four corners & the center).
The shaman used his "wand" adorned with tuekey feathers and an oil soaked handerchief to cleanse me. He prayed while he was performing the cleansing. I stood there,
getting a wipe down.