The Untoong

Shamanic journey....

The Untoong

 

We enter the dance,

     my kinsman and I.

We chant with the sacred sounds of the Earth,

    we sing the ancient songs of the people.

 

I come to a place upon the ground

    that looks like water but is solid.

I sit upon the Earth and

    align my mind with how it feels there.

 

My spirit takes over and

    lays my body upon the ground that is water.

My spirit climbs out of myself and

    enters the ground that is water.

 

I leave my body,

   I leave this mind.

I travel in the darkness,

   I climb the strands into places I do not know.

 

I see the souls of all the kinsman of the Earth.

   They too have come here to learn and seek god.

Many have long since left the place where we dewll.

    There is no ‘time’ here.

 

I go to the place where god is,

    I do what I have come to do.

I learn what I have come to learn.

   I go back to place where my body is.

 

I see myself there laying upon the ground

   My body knows I am near and cries out.

 

That is the sound that I make,

   this ‘Untoong’ that I do,

      this ‘Untoong’ that I dance

 

I return to my body,

    I enter my mind.

I am one with myself again.

   I am here until the Earth calls me again.

 

Author's Note

Inspired by the African shamanic journey relayed by Joe Campbell and my own person experiences with the this passage.