53/365 shamanism

Spiraling down into the ground we come upon the underworld, not to be confused with the likes of hell at all, but rather a level on the shamanic journey which usually appears quite pastoral, and can hold sights of many wonders, including your power animal who you will get to know when he reveals himself three or four times, I cannot recall, exactly.  It has been a long time since sitting in a circle with other shamans, and taking those journies.  Sometimes we'd travel to the upperworld.  And here we live in Middle Earth, if you please.
Up on the roof, the group of us would gather, banging the drum, and dancing with rattles.  We were a sight to see and hear, as we'd dance out animals to bring them to life for us.  Some would be cawing like a crow, myself, I'd be howling.
I studied shamanism under the tutelege of Michael Harner, a great white shaman.  He taught us how to journey with the aide of the drum beat, and guided us through many journies of our higher selves.

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