Sometime within the past decade or so, I saw a Shaman for a Healing Session.
It was Fascinating and Full Of Wonder!
He danced and chanted and unwrapped from a colorful silk blanket an enormous Eagle Wing, waving it up and down over my body.
He held a long-thin-necked glass bottle filled with thick green juice and blew his breath into it, playing it like a flute.
Then he gargled the green juice and spit it all across my body. (more…)