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have power. I'm going to bury you only for a short while."
I became very nervous with the idea of being enclosed and asked how he was planning to bury me.
He giggled like a child and began collecting dry branches. He did not let me help him and said I
should sit down and wait.
He threw the branches he was collecting inside the clean circle. Then he made me lie down with
my head towards the east, put my jacket under my head, and made a cage around my body. He
constructed it by sticking pieces of branches about two and a half feet in length in the soft dirt; the
branches, which ended in forks, served as supports for some long sticks that gave the cage a frame
and the appearance of an open coffin. He closed the box like cage by placing small branches and
leaves over the long sticks, encasing me from the shoulders down. He let my head stick out with
my jacket as a pillow.
He then took a thick piece of dry wood and, using it as a digging stick, he loosened the dirt around
me and covered the cage with it. The frame was so solid and the leaves were so well placed that no
dirt came inside. I could move my legs freely and could actually slide in and out.
Don Juan said that ordinarily a warrior would construct the cage and then slip into it and seal it
from the inside. "How about the animals?" I asked. "Can they scratch the surface dirt and sneak
into the cage and hurt the man?"
"No, that's not a worry for a warrior. It's a worry for you because you have no power. A warrior, on
the other hand, is guided by his unbending purpose and can fend off anything. No rat, or snake, or
mountain lion could bother him."
"What do they bury themselves for, don Juan?"
"For enlightenment and for power."