Suntaya Song

Bridging the Shamanic & Angelic Realms through Sound

From the beginning, I was wired differently — an Earth Witch by nature, not by study, bound to Gaia Consciousness and Great Spirit before I had words for either. In the many deaths I’ve faced, I found myself returning, always, to the same impossible refuge: my voice. A sound that predated language. That predated pain.

I go into the dark so I can guide others out.


Every descent is in service of the return. Every guttural note I wring from the underworld is alchemized — transmuted — into a frequency of light so concentrated it rewrites the body's memory of separation. I don't perform. I pray. For you. Through you. As you.

Grief is not a wound to be hidden — it is fuel for the homecoming. That the human family, in its amnesia, has simply forgotten what it feels like to be whole. I have not forgotten. And in these songs, neither can you.

The song tears through the corrosive threads of corruption & control like light through a cracked wall, because oppression has always feared one thing above all else: the human voice, fully alive, refusing to be tamed.

Sound Is Original Medicine

Sound, for me, is not metaphor - it is the ancient-future technology that has the power to alter physical matter instantaenously.

A living breathing Guide. A transmission older than every empire that ever tried to silence it.

My body is the instrument, a vessel for the living intelligence of sound. I attune — reading what is most urgent in the field, in the Earth and then I channel it through, transformed, stripped of its suffering and shot through with light.

The ancestors move through me. Higher octaves open. By the time the final layer loops, the room is no longer fractured. It is — inexplicably, undeniably — one

I am a BRIDGE - so are you.

One end planted in the underworld — in collective grief, ancestral pain, in the raw, real truth of what humanity has endured. The other end blazing — cosmically woven into the frequency of Heaven we are collectively remembering into existence.

My prayerformances are not entertainment.
They are transmissions of truth that bring us into a unified field of liberation & remembrance. Each one a precise, devotional act of alchemizing immense collective pain — yours, mine, the Earth's — so that more light can land. So that we remember. So that the illusion of separation finally, breaks.

I have always known this was my mission.
I am no longer waiting for permission to carry it out.