In every tradition initiations there were rituals of death and resurrection: a new beginning, a new birth. In primitive societies, the ritual of birth and resurrection, generally, is expressed in a very dramatic manner. We have a clear example of this in Tibet, where Buddhist doctrines kept a shaman tradition very strong. Before celebrating the ritual Tchod, the Tibetan lama must follow a rigorous spiritual training of detachment. To detach oneself is only to des-hypnotize oneself. If this is not understood, detachment becomes an harmful theory, able to pervert itself in  indifference.

Inner Travel:

 In the full Light of your conscience,
imagine you are a Tibetan lama,
without forgetting whom you are,
imagine you are a Tibetan lama,
who will begin the ritual of death and resurrection.

You are going out from the monastery on  horseback,
riding, riding on narrow  tracks
and going up the frozen mountain, covered with snow.
On the right an abyss,
the abysmal vertigo of the depths,
of snow and ice.
You go down from the horse.

On the cliff, you call for the demons,
calling for the ugly and wicked spirits
who torment the human beings,
the spirits of illness,
the spirits of crime and felony,
the spirits of sufferings,
of treason,
of madness.
They come.
With their knives, with their cutting spades,
like an avalanche they come doing much noise.

You give your body to them.
You give your body.
Very happy, the demons
push you to the icy ground white of snow.
They cut your hands, your feet, your limbs.
With one stroke they cut your head.
They put your head upon a log,
they want your head to see the spectacle,
the feast, the happiness.
They open your chest,
put away your heart,
tear away your intestines,
your stomach, your liver.
The demons are dancing of joy and blood.
Your head look at them dancing,
playing, eating, joking.
The demons are happy,
they are hungry, are happy hungry,
devour, devour.
They vomit.
They vomit the intestines,
they vomit the feet,
pieces, hands, limbs, other pieces of meat.
They are so happy
that they become your friends, your allies,
ready to help you, to advise you.
Ready to heal for you,
to heal for you the body, the soul and destiny.

They join the pieces, 
anew they build your body.
Now you have a magical body, invulnerable,
a body which never could be destroyed,
even in the other side
your body could not be destroyed.
You focus your conscience towards your place of power,
into the Temple of the Sun.
You are you.
You are more you than ever.
 

Comment

There is no difference between the Tibetan ritual and Sereptie's adventure. Becoming friend with the demons, they are no more demoniac, they no more actuate blindly.
A defect is nothing more than a quality blindly acting in the night of the unconscious, but consciously used becomes  a quality. If I am afraid of a violent side of my nature, I'll reject this part of me. This part will not cease to be, I'll only become unconscious of it, and in the night of my unconscious, it will blindly behave, and distort my perceptions, my intelligence, my destiny. Then, when I acknowledge it, I'll use it consciously, luminously. Far from being violence, it will be energy, courage, decision, enthusiasm.

In the Universe, nothing is a thing, everything is a being, an intelligence. Everything is made of conscience, even the variola, the wind, the birds, plants and stones.
Later, next week or next month, we'll hear a shaman calling the spirits of the Universe.