No ritual without a way back.Two days in Sursee. Safely in, safely out, and what comes after.
A weekend that trains the craft. For people who lead rituals, and for people who attend them. Afterwards you know when a ritual works. And when it doesn't.
Seminarzentrum Sursee. CHF 590 per person, both days, coffee, tea and snacks included. Eight places per weekend.
In short.
You don't learn a ritual here. You learn the craft behind it.
The market grows ten percent a year. Cacao, breath, sound, drum, dance. Plenty of people teach techniques. Almost nobody teaches how a ritual is aligned. And how to bring people back isn't in any training. The example for these two days is the shamanic dream journey. What you learn from it applies to every ritual: it has a sequence. One, two, three. I show it to you step by step, and you go through it yourself.
Two days from above.
On Saturday you go in, on Sunday you come back out. Twice you lie in the dream journey, and in between I show you every step I take. The glow in the bar marks the two journeys.
- Saturday in: arriving, the three abilities, the intention in three words, lunch, the first dream journey, every step in the open
- Sunday out: the way back, the eight rules, the second dream journey, the days after
- Glow: the two dream journeys, once you lie, once you watch
The intention of these two days.
Safely in. Safely out.
No more intention than that is needed. "I hold the space" isn't an intention, it's a phrase. An intention is two, three words. Whoever has one can tell you twenty minutes beforehand. I'll tell you mine. Then you tell me yours.
One example. Two eyes.
Every ritual has a sequence. Breathwork, sound bath, cacao or drum: once you know the sequence, you see where a ritual holds and where it breaks. This weekend you learn it from one example, the shamanic dream journey. And you look at it through two eyes.
You lie down.
The feeling, from inside.
You experience it once in your own body: going in, being there, being brought back, returning. Only then do we talk about it.
- What it's like when the body stays and you go.
- What it feels like to have a sign you're allowed to give.
- What comes back first: the eyes, the chest, the laughter.
- What's still there on Monday.
You watch.
The setup, from outside.
I explain every single step: why I take it, when, and how. Nothing stays a secret.
- The silence before, and why I don't start until it's there.
- The intention in three words, the three sentences, the sign.
- When I bring someone back, when I wait, and how I can tell.
- How many people I can bring back safely, and why exactly that many.
Both together are craft. One alone is a seminar.
Three doors. One of them is yours.
You lead rituals and workshops.
Yoga, breath, cacao, sound, dance, drum. You know how to take people deep. You want to know how to bring them back safely. And how many at once. You leave with: the sequence you carry over to your own ritual, an intention in three words, the three sentences, the sign, and knowing where your limit is.
You go to rituals and want to understand.
You've been in tents, circles and halls. Sometimes it was big. Sometimes you weren't quite there for days afterwards and blamed yourself. It wasn't you. You leave with: four questions before every ritual, and an eye for when something works and when it doesn't.
Someone you love goes.
Partner, friend, daughter, colleague. You wait downstairs in the car. You want to know what to do if someone doesn't come back. And what never to do. You leave with: the one rule without exception, and knowing what a way back looks like.
Saturday in. Sunday out, and after.
The times are the plan, not the programme. Eight people set the pace. Coffee, tea and snacks are there.
Coffee. Who are you, what do you lead, where are you going. Eight people, one table.
Awareness, perception, intention. Not explained. Done. Where are you? What do you see? Where does your line go?
Everyone says theirs. Out loud, in front of the others. You notice what isn't an intention the moment you say it.
You lie down, the drum goes, you travel with your intention. And you experience what it's like to be brought back safely.
What just happened, from the preparation to the laughter: the sign, the three sentences, the silence before. And where the same sequence sits in your ritual.
Eyes, chest, laughter. Why a hand on the shoulder is the worst thing you can do. And what you do instead.
My eight, the ones I've worked by for twenty years. The ninth you write yourself.
This time you know what's happening. That changes everything, and nothing.
What stays, how it stays, and how you explain to someone on Monday where you were. Asking me afterwards costs nothing, even three weeks later.
No circle, no photo. There's a car downstairs, and it takes you home.
Safely in. Safely out. And what comes after.
There is no space holder.
The word lies around in every circle like a tool that belongs to no one. Someone holds the space, everyone nods. And when it goes wrong, they say he couldn't hold it. Wrong. He failed at something else. And you gave away something that belongs to you.
My teacher showed me with a question by the fire: a deer stands in a clearing, right out in the open, completely calm. Who holds the space for the deer? Nobody. Its awareness knows where it's safe. Only we started believing someone else has to do that for us.
What a leader can do: work beforehand. Lots of small things that tell your head nothing and your body everything, until it breathes out. The way back, on the other hand, is craft, and it belongs to the leader. Put both in one word and you have neither.
You don't hold a space. You create one.
In depth: Why there is no space holder.
Eight rules. They apply here too.
Most trainings show you the technique and keep the rest. Here it's the other way round. I show you every step I take, and why. I've worked by these eight for twenty years.
You won't need a second weekend to know what happened.
First you lie down. Then we talk.
What you see on the journey belongs to you. Nobody interprets it.
And nothing but safely in and safely out.
With the hand or with the eyes. At any time, for no reason.
The one rule without exception.
That's why eight. Not twelve, not twenty.
There isn't one that certifies this. What counts is how long you've walked the path yourself.
Sursee. Right in the middle of Switzerland, eight chairs.
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Two weekends, the same programme. Eight places per date, no waiting list beyond eight. Payment via Stripe, confirmation by email from andy@shamanic-ways.com. Held in German.
Saturday 10 am to 5 pm, Sunday 10.30 am to 4.30 pm. Seminarzentrum Sursee.
Saturday 10 am to 5 pm, Sunday 10.30 am to 4.30 pm. Seminarzentrum Sursee.
If you have a question first: write to me. I answer myself. And if you want to keep going on the path afterwards: six months of mentoring.
Four questions. Before every ritual, for the rest of your life.
You take these home. Three for the leader, one for you.
For the leader. Whoever can say it in one sentence has thought about it. Whoever dodges has too.
For the leader. The answer is a sign and a door. Anything else is no answer.
For the leader. The question nobody asked Gudrun for a whole year.
For you. Five seconds. Finger on the spot. That's your intention, and it has a line.
Questions, before you say yes.
Who guides.
Learned from indigenous shamans in North America and Mongolia, and from a teacher in the Moroccan desert. Around a hundred workshops with different teachers, three of whom carried the path. He stayed a student until he was asked to teach, and said no at first.
The weekend is the material of his third book, in your own body. No levels, no stages. With a car downstairs by the door.
My intention for these two days: safely in. Safely out. That's all it takes.
After two daysyou'll know.
Two weekends, eight places, CHF 590. Safely in, safely out, and what comes after. Held in German.
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