I was given this book by a friend whom I share spirituality with. I started reading it and thought to myself... what? Is this really true? Look up on the Internet, and lo and behold, we have ourselves a Castaneda-type - only this one's worse. This is a white lady from Beverly Hills purporting to say that she has been an apprentice to Native American shamans, and has been the first and only white person ever let into their secret global Sisterhood of the Shields.
There are many things wrong with this book. One, WHY are all of these native Mayan women conducting their ceremonies in English. I am sure some speak English, but if you go to the jungles of the Yucatan, people there are going to speak Mayan (which is actually not one language, but many!) and/or Spanish. All of their ceremonies seem to be centered around her, around teaching her this ancient wisdom, and all while receiving this knowledge she's actually kind of a brat. She says that she can't handle any more ceremonies, she's tired, she doesn't know. They impart this knowledge on her because she is 'chosen' or something, but she never really offers any wisdom herself, nor shows any promise that I would think shamans would look in an apprentice. She is simply eager to learn.
The ceremonies described here are like a supernatural sorority hazing gone wrong. She is attacked by women in scary costumes, one screaming to her - "Cut off your hand. Cut off your foot. Tie you to the floor. Stake you to the tree. You will never leave me." while brandishing a skull in one hand and a black stone knife in the other. Did I mention she arrived at this ritual blindfolded? Um, hello? Afterwards, she runs for her life and comes to her teachers, who say she passed the test. Really? You passed a shaman's test by running for your life after an indigenous Mayan woman screamed at you and threatened you in English?
Lynn Andrews is an embarrassment to Native culture and spirituality. She has written works of fiction and profited off their being true stories, and thus spends her time 'writing, lecturing and teaching on the Medicine Way' (read: charging $400 for seminars and doing autograph signings); cashing in on traditions of an oppressed people, traditions she has distorted and stretched to make for good reading.
Not to trash on Lynn as a person, but she also has definitely gotten some major plastic surgery. I just simply cannot believe that a woman who was the apprentice of Goddess worship, women's spirituality, women's mysteries and honoring of women would deform herself in her old age. What do her 'teachers' think of her plastic surgery? What would Itzpopolotl (a Goddess she is given a figurine of) think? A woman has cycles in life, and a true spiritual women would honor those instead of paying thousands of dollars to halt them.
That being said, if you read this as a work of fiction, it is a wonderful book. Well written, gripping, and a real page-turner. If I come across them at used book stores or in a library, I would probably read her other books, not to gain knowledge or insight (all of the wisdom imparted in these books can be found in any basic text on Buddhism, Goddess worship, and/or from a REAL Native American shaman), but to read a suspenseful story. As fiction, I give this 3.5 stars. As 'nonfiction,' I would give it zero if I could.