Wednesday, 04 November 2009 09:40

Myself and my husband visited Wanganui, New Zealand to visit the Maori Healers of the River Tribe.  It was there that I was struck by the intensity of the collective voice and the healing power of vocal harmony.

The Maori Healers have many forms of healing techniques all very powerful in nature.  This healing takes form through “Mirimiri”, a healing process that comes from the ancestral sacred knowledge of the Maori people of NZ.  In their work, healers practice “Taa Miri” where they read and listen to the body to perceive where trauma is trapped.

During our four day visit the entire families participated in our healing sessions.  Grandmas, grandpas, uncles, aunts, grandkids. Everyone was there.  On a few occasions we were placed in the center of the room surrounded by family.  We sat in chairs with our eyes closed.  They prayed out loud in a circle around us with sacred prayers and songs. 

With my eyes closed I could feel them as they journeyed into spiritual realms and connected with their ancestors.  I was drawn into their world by their voices and as I felt the gentle and intense pull of grace, I was drawn into healing.  They cleared away toxic and stagnant energy and brought into the circle tangible light and clarity through their singing.  Their sounds were unearthly, angelic, as well as primal and ancient. 

I can hardly describe the feelings in my heart and body while experiencing their harmonies and deep intentions.  With my eyes closed I felt a new world of feelings and images that brought me to a higher awareness of spiritual love and support; a powerful sense of oneness that brought me to tears, a powerful sense of my own ancient wisdom re-surfacing and guiding my awareness.

The harmonies created a magical landscape.  Voices high and low, male and female, young and old, all dancing through the air and weaving a healing blanket of awakening.  Every harmonic tone seemed to penetrate and disengage my mind from suffering and worry. 

The sounds of the ancient ones soared through the air and opened my heart.  They whispered in my ears and caressed my face.  Their music dissolved walls of my isolation through love and deep faith.

What a blessing it was to be healed by the sacred art of singing prayer.  What a blessing that the world has this treasure of Maori healing voices.