Last night I dreamt of being healed by a shaman. I awoke in some den or cave and when I tried to get up, I couldn't. My back was in excruciating pain. But before I could cry out for help, a tall man dressed in a black and silver overcoat suddenly appeared beside me. Without haste, he sprinkled what appeared to be oregano on my lower back and then mumbled something in Spanish. Immediately, I ...