This past weekend we had our drumming group over to our house for the fall equinox/Mabon gathering. I was so amazed! We had *25* people show up to our house – our house in the middle of nowhere on a dirt road that no one usually wants to drive.
The ceremony was really nice, though. I called the directions after our friend smudged and another smoked a peace pipe. We did a little ritual to celebrate the harvest, and our personal harvests, where we sprinkled a cornhusk with a little bit of ground corn flour and put it in the fire while recognizing our blessings. The formality of this simple ritual really spoke to my heart. I guess it spoke to many people as they all commented on it at the end of the evening, saying how wonderful it was. Then we drummed about five rounds, before dismissing the circle and pulling out the telescope to look at the stars.
All in all, it was a perfect evening. Even the weather cooperated. I had a thought at one point during the evening. We often do meditation and I feel very unified with this group. It’s become my church and many ways, my family in others, and I feel like I truly have friends who know me. That was one of the things I was grateful for.
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