When the UPS Man handed it to me he thought I was pretty quirky....Asked didn't I have enough noise with the Big Black Dog-Hank barking at him? No not around this house I responded.
When my Youngest Daughter got home she knew just what it was...At her work they have Water Wednesday...And the people she works have group session and they allow everyone to do this. I witnesses it at the end of the drumming circle as a ending of the evening event.
I shared my new experience with a few people and the faces I've been receiving have been looks like "OK your crazy," I remember Native Elder share while working with our 3rd graders one Fall-my Second oldest daughter, out in Palos IL. at Swallow Cliffs. We have become an Oppressed Nation.
At that point all that he would have liked us to do was sing, and dance a little. Out of some weird fear...and now I know the fear of being different or looking different or looking silly and having people make fun of you because you participated in something of this nature...The opinions of others directing our choices to really live and experience things how small or big.
Point is we, no I have let them stop me by their looks and words. But when you go and experience something different like this and you feel so alive...well....? I'm so glad I did.
Working on my Oppressed Nature and come out of what ever shell I was under. Or it could be checking something off my bucket list that has been tucked under other things for so long.
Oh I need to share my experience with the Tree Spirited Woman...and with you all.