Under the dense canopy of the camp, the tribe, along with friends, gathered by the campfire. Led by the shaman’s prayer, we asked the jungle spirits for guidance for the event to come.
Then we walked to the docks and pointed out those whom we believed had angered the gods. They were suspended over crocodile-filled waters. Accusers aimed their arrows at the ropes—not to harm, but to cleanse. With a swift release, the forgiven fell into the waters below, washed clean of their wrongdoings.
It was a lot of fun, and many people got cleansed that day!
