Spiritual Things
Saturday I had some folks over for a fall cook-out and some drumming. I had a great time, and this was the first time my father was able to hear me drum. All my friends kept bragging me up (I don’t know why though, I honestly know jack about the theory of drumming), so he sat out there around the fire and listened to the drumming. At one point he actually got into trance mode and almost fell asleep, till Caryn came up to him and told him how soothing it was and that’s why we drum.
My father enjoyed it so much he said we should do something like this monthly. Maybe. Definitely when I buy my land.
Sunday we set up a large 500+ pound ancestors stone in our sanctuary at the Grove (pictures forthcoming when I pull them off my camera).
Next weekend I’m attending my first Sweat Lodge and helping plan the Norse Yule Rite we’ll be doing next month at CLG.
Elections getting closer and closer.
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