we feel your voice...

when we were up in kamloops last week... finally got a chance to meet with windwalker again... the last time we saw her was when she was still on Read Island laying on the forest floor... she is presently residing and being well taken care of at the Wallin's... it was good to connect all 'round... even tho' it was only for a short time...

when i knelt down beside her and gently wrapped my arms around her... i immediately felt an incredible connection heart-to-heart... made me wonder at one point if i might be hugging a dolphin or a whale... as the sonic pulse that "beamed" right through me was sooo strong and instant... and continued for as long as i stayed with her...

when i dropped my head into her newly-cored, open heart-center... i could also "hear" her strong love pulsing all around me... wow... is all i could say... and she's not even complete as a drum yet... i dream of her strong voice...

this is one powerful drum... if you get a chance, i highly recommend to go sit with her and just be with her for a bit...

hi-yi-ya!!! i hear your voice!!!

i thank you ann and rick for lovingly caretaking and watching over her for all of us...

with much munay...
light and love...
weaver (((o)))

we go forth!

Happy Lughnasadh* today... to you all of you, dear ayllu...

just want to share a wonderful Celtic poem (below) i came across for this special day... guess i'm feeling an urge to acknowledge our dear drum who is becoming into being... from where she came... and where we are going together... and to honour the "shining one"...

*the Celtic Fire Festival of Lughnasadh (sacred seasonal quarter of the Celtic wheel - what we know of as the season of Fall) describes what is happening with the light of the world in relationship to mother earth at this special time of year... the Celts have a god named Lugh (pronounced Loo), who is an important solar deity and whose name means "shining one"... he is the warrior of light who is inextricably bound with the earth mother. The earth mother at the time of Lughnasadh (pronounced loo-nas-ah), gives the fruits of the grain harvest, which she has been able to produce with the help of the light and warmth of the sun... she is honoured at this time as the great mother, giving forth of her bounty to the world. "Nasadh", the remaining part of the word Lughnasadh, means tribal gatherings for fairs and games after the hard work of harvesting is completed...

I go forth today under the
Cloak of Covering:
triumph of treetops,
majesty of foliage,
lightness of leaves,
strength of trunk,
suppleness of bark,
power of branches,
stability of roots,
penetration of sap,
energy of growth,
May no harm befall me
under the covering of this forest cloak,
this day and this night.

- Caitlin Matthews

i look forward to our time at the end of september when our blessed mother drum brings us all together as "ayllu"...

with much light and love...
weaver (((o)))