Can Singing “HU” Protect You from Harm?

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Guest Post by Dennis Ernst

Have you ever believed something but weren’t really sure how much you believed it? Tests are a natural part of life. They give us a chance to put our beliefs on the line and see if they really have meaning.

For a few years before my beliefs were tested, I had practiced singing a sacred mantra called HU, an ancient word for God. I often sang it in contemplation or when problems came my way. I had read accounts of the HU doing phenomenal things for others, and I believed in its power, or at least I thought I did. It’s funny how easy it is to say you believe in the HU and casually practice it, and how difficult it is to totally rely upon it for survival.

My test occurred on the Spokane Indian Reservation while doing a survey contract. The company I worked for at the time was hired to survey an existing road and the surrounding land. Everything had been going quite smoothly and my crews had been making good time until one particular day. 

They had surveyed along a road for several miles and now needed to occupy a point in a field not too far off the road. This point was in a large fenced pasture occupied by about twenty horses. After a little probing, my party chief mentioned that the horses were wild. Well, that’s not so bad, I thought. Maybe they will be afraid of a human waking through their field and stay down at the other end which was a half mile away.

Mine was an all-Native American crew, and I wondered about their reluctance to work around these wild horses. My party chief reminded me that I had once told him I would never ask him to do anything I wouldn’t do myself. This seemed to be a little odd, I thought, since there was nothing in the field except a few horses and they showed little interest in us. 

Finally the truth came out. Both Native Americans and white people had tried to break these horses with no luck. They were considered very dangerous, and no one would go into their field for fear of being trampled.

There was nothing else I could do but enter the pasture myself. I sent my crew to occupy other points that I needed to tie and crawled thought the fence with my gear. I cleared my mind and put my attention on what I was doing while softly singing HU. 

I glanced toward the far end of the field, and I could see the horses were bothered by my presences. I tried to erase all signs of fear and went about my work continuing to sing HU. Another quick glance confirmed my worst suspicion. The herd had banded together and were coming my way at a full gallop. 

Pay attention, I told myself. I kept working but sang HU a little louder. The horses were coming. I could feel the ground shaking now. I didn’t look at them, but focused entirely on my work.  

The ground was shaking my surveying equipment. Seconds later, the horses arrived and abruptly stopped. They began mingling around me, snorting and pawing the ground and checking me out. I kept working and singing HU. 

The horses seemed to sense the sound of HU, its calm, loving energy and knew there was nothing to fear. Some came up and almost touched me. The herd stayed with me until I had finished and packed up my gear to leave.

When I got back to the road, I was met by a very shaken crew.

“We tried to signal you and let you know those horses were coming. We called the tribe and asked for emergency assistance. What did you do to the horses?”

A few minutes later, a group of Native Americans showed up, including a medic. They too wanted to know what I had done to the horses. I told them I had sung to the horses which seemed to put them at ease. 

A few days later an invitation came from the medicine man of the tribe. I had the opportunity to share the HU song with him and explain how its vibrations of love touch the hearts of all living beings. The HU became more than a belief to me that day; more than a word; more than a sound. It was now part of me. I knew the power of HU.

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Dennis Ernst is a retired Professional Land Surveyor who now devotes his time to sharing the natural beauty he finds on his many treks through photography, blogs, and poetry. Please visit his website, Dennis Ernst Photography, for a glimpse into his fascinating world.

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