purification

Chant de guérison

Je fais passer ce texte magnifique,

trouvé au hasard de mes promenades sur Facebook :

"Je vous partage un ICARO ( Chant de la forêt Amazonienne) ❤️

Mia kenanshonbanon, shinan kenanshonbanon
Je t'ouvrirai, t'ouvrirai tes pensées
Kepenshonyontanara
En les ouvrant
Mia raromayonai
Je te remplirai de joie
Raromakinkayara
Te remplissant de joie
Min shinan ponteai,m ia ponteshonbanon
Je redresserai tes pensées, en les redressant
Jakon shaman akinra
Je te le ferai joliment
Yorayabi ponteai
Je redresserai ton corps
Rama mia ashonban
Maintenant je vais te soigner
Min jointi shamanbo
Jusqu'au fond de ton cœur
Kepeankebainshonra
En ouvrant ton cœur
Raroshinan nichinal
Je te donnerai un immense sentiment de joie
Nichiankebainshonra, mia jiweabanon
Ainsi, je te rendrai la vie 
Yora jiweabanon 
Je rendrai la vie à ton corps
Shinan jiweayonkin
Je rendrai la vie à tes pensées
Min kaya seneman, min yora seneman 
Je guéris ton être, je guéris ton corps
Jiwi inin kanora
Avec le parfum puissant de l'arbre
Nete sisa ininra
Et avec l'impeccable parfum de l'univers
Ja shinantana, shinanyonantana 
En pensant
Mia inon raroi
Pour que tu sois joyeux
Nikon joi shinanon
Souviens-toi de mes mots 
Shinan ishonra
Pour que tu te les rappelles 
Mia makeshonyonai
Je te les chante
Shawe niash ikama
Bien que je ne sois pas important
Enra soi yonkeri
Je l'ai fait briller
Shinan soi yonkeri 
J'ai fait briller ses pensées
Raon payanti, niwe raon payanti
L'univers s'harmonise
Joi senemayona je
La parole s'accomplit
Shaman kayan kayanra je
Et cela, jusqu'à l'infini...

ICARO de Guillermo Arévalo Valera (kestenbetsa), SHIPIBO de Ucayali Pérou"

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Voulez-vous guérir?

The promise of a shaman

If you come to me as a victim I will not support you.

But I will have the courage to walk with you through the pain that you are suffering.

I will put you in the fire, I will undress you, and I will sit you on the earth.

I will bathe you with herbs, I will purge you, and you will vomit the rage and the darkness inside you.

I’ll bang your body with good herbs, and I’ll put you to lay in the grass, face up to the sky.

Then I will blow your crown to clean the old memories that make you repeat the same behavior.

I will blow your forehead to scare away the thoughts that cloud your vision.

I will blow your throat to release the knot that won’t let you talk.

I will blow your heart to scare fear, so that it goes far away where it cannot find you.

I will blow your solar plexus to extinguish the fire of the hell you carry inside, and you will know peace.

I will blow with fire your belly to burn the attachments, and the love that was not.

I will blow away the lovers that left you, the children that never came.

I will blow your heart to make you warm, to rekindle your desire to feel, create and start again.

I will blow with force your vagina or your penis, to clean the sexual door to your soul.

I will blow away the garbage that you collected trying to love what did not wanted to be loved.

I will use the broom, and the sponge, and the rag, and safely clean all the bitterness inside you.

I will blow your hands to destroy the ties that prevent you from creating.

I will blow your feet to dust and erase the footprints memories, so you can never return to that bad place.

I will turn your body, so your face will kiss the earth.

I’ll blow your spine from the root to the neck to increase your strength and help you walk upright.

And I will let you rest.

After this you will cry, and after crying you will sleep,

And you will dream beautiful and meaningful dreams,

and when you wake up I’ll be waiting for you.

I will smile at you, and you will smile back

I will offer you food that you will eat with pleasure, tasting life, and I will thank you.

Because what I’m offering today, was offered to me before when darkness lived within me.

And after I was healed, I felt the darkness leaving, and I cried.

Then we will walk together, and I will show you my garden, and my plants, and I will take you to the fire again.

And will talk together in a single voice with the blessing of the earth.

And we will shout to the forest the desires of your heart.

And the fire will listen and whisper the echo, and we will create hope together.

And the mountains will listen and whisper the echo, and we will create hope together.

And the rivers will listen and whisper the echo, and we will create hope together.

And the wind will listen and whisper the echo, and we will create hope together.

And then we will bow before the fire, and we will call upon all the visible and invisible guardians.

And you will say thank you to all of them.

And you will say thank you to yourself.

And you will say thank you to yourself.

And you will say thank you to yourself.

 

J'ai trouvé ce texte magnifique sur le site : http://you-are-another-me.tumblr.com/post/178177897283/the-promise-of-a-shaman-if-you-come-to-me-as-a

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