JL. Dan, can you tell me a about your journey to Siberia.
DA. The trip to Tuva ( southern Siberia, bordering Mongolia)
was made in the summer of 2002. The photos of the shamanic
rituals were taken at a sacred spring, which in Tuvan is
called an arzhaans. The spring itself was being blessed by
the fire and the chants and dances of the two shamans,
Nadia and Ochurolovich. I was then lead into a wooden
shed where the ice-cold water cascaded down on my back.
After a few "practice runs" to become acclimated to the
water, I remained under the falling water for 5 minutes.
This was one of the many healing springs in this complex.
The shaman also did a number of other healings. One quite
similar to a reiki treatment; and another where the shaman's
knuckles were run across one's forehead. Needless to say,
that was quite painful at the onset, but it became less so
in a shirt while somewhat akin to the "accommodation" to
pain in subsequent shiatsu sessions or the
transmogrification of pains of varying form and intensity
in everyday life. There were a myriad of flies around the
camp site which one and all tried to shoo away at every
opportunity. The shaman however looked upon the presence of
flies as evidence of abundant life forces. In the rituals,
a sacred drum, the dungur was used. The drumstick was a
dried bear claw. Also, there was liberal use of smoke from
the juniper leaves and berries to purify and sanctify the
area.