{"id":3229,"date":"2026-01-10T21:53:38","date_gmt":"2026-01-10T18:53:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/terradisimana.com\/simanas-diaries-15-the-return-of-the-good-ones\/"},"modified":"2026-01-10T21:53:38","modified_gmt":"2026-01-10T18:53:38","slug":"simanas-diaries-15-the-return-of-the-good-ones","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/terradisimana.com\/en\/simanas-diaries-15-the-return-of-the-good-ones\/","title":{"rendered":"Simana\u2019s Diaries \u2013 15 \u2013 The Return of the Good Ones"},"content":{"rendered":"
The origins <\/p>\n

of these treasures stretch back to the very beginning of time.<\/p>\n

They are not the product of creation; they are ancient traces that have remained within the fabric of existence since the very moment it was born.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

They existed even before <\/p>\n

humans were born. They remain even after humans are gone.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Every mountain has its guardian. Every home, every hearth, every threshold stone. Every body of water, every forest, every horse\u2026 Even every star shining in the sky.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Guardians do not belong to any place; they ensure that a place remains what it is.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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They are not considered the owners of anything. But they do not allow anything to become ownerless.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n

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That day, as the sun set, Simana did not light the fire.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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This was strange to everyone. Because Simana never let the night begin before the fire. But that day, the fire was silent.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

Although the <\/p>\n

kindling was dry, no flame rose. The smoke swirled slowly and then settled back down. It was as if the fire had withdrawn into itself.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Simana withdrew her hand. She wasn\u2019t angry at the fire. Because the fire never fell silent without a reason.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

She took the water from <\/p>\n

the cup. She took a sip.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

water was cold; but as it passed down her throat, something was missing. Simana didn\u2019t take a second sip.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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\u201cYou\u2019re closed off too,\u201d she said to herself.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

She stepped out <\/p>\n

of the tent. She stopped at the threshold. She didn\u2019t step over it. The threshold wasn\u2019t silent that day either.<\/p>\n

If the threshold shifted from its place, those inside would not be protected, even if the house remained standing.<\/p>\n

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She took <\/p>\n

a step back and bowed. Then she slowly stepped over it.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

He walked toward <\/p>\n

the forest. The trees were still in their places, but the forest did not take him in.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

wind changed direction. The leaves brushed past him, not over him.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

He stopped at <\/p>\n

Simana. The forest spirit wanted to be alone tonight.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

He sat down on <\/p>\n

a rock. He placed his palm on the ground. The soil was hard. The spirit of the rock wasn\u2019t bearing any weight today.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

At that moment, <\/p>\n

Simana raised her head. The sky was clear.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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But one of the stars was missing. The star knew she was being watched but did not respond.<\/p>\n

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At <\/p>\n

that moment, Simana understood: No one would speak today.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

fire had gone out because it had been carelessly extinguished.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

water had dried up because it had been drunk without thought.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

threshold had shifted from its place because it had been crossed in haste.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Yet the threshold was not a place\u2014it was the respect between two states.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

forest had retreated because it had been entered without permission.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

stone had not borne its weight because its burden had been taken lightly, its weight had been underestimated.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

star had dimmed because direction had been asked for but not heeded.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

guardians had not left. They had merely withdrawn their hands.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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Simana knelt down. She turned neither to the fire, nor to the water, nor to the sky. She looked at the ground…<\/p>\n

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That day, she asked for nothing. She called for nothing. She did not attempt to fix anything.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

She did <\/p>\n

only this: She did not move from her place so that everything might find its rightful place again.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

When <\/p>\n

evening came, the fire lit itself.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

water cooled her. It cleared the path to the threshold.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

forest wind returned.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

He closed the door to the <\/p>\n

house. The stone grew warm.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

The <\/p>\n

star shone again.<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And then, Simana taught the tribe this:<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

\u201cIf you do not give what is due to what <\/p>\n

exists:<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

What you <\/p>\n

possess will not be taken from you. But it will turn its face away from you.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n

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And a world that turns its back on you is the quietest punishment.<\/p>\n

When a spirit withdraws, a person doesn\u2019t realize what they\u2019ve lost at first.
\nBut something is missing\u2026 Something no longer holds\u2026 Something falls apart\u2026<\/p>\n

And spirits will continue to walk with you when they are honored with the kindness, respect, and balance you show toward them.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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