Marbles

This weekend I was fortunate enough to participate in a traditional Sun-Moon Dance.  The dance was co-led by Moon Mother Sammey Jo Harvey and Sun-Father Nick Hurn in the beautiful countryside of Norwich.  The experience was such a major turning point in my subtle interior journey that it may be a few days, or maybe longer, before I am ready to talk about it in full.  For now, here are some words of wisdom from the marvelous moon mother:

"People these days are fascinated with the Indian ways.  Well, when I was a little girl the neighboring kids keep telling me I was a Injun Girl.  I said to them, I am not an Injun Girl!  I went in to tell my mother and she said to me, Well what did you tell them?  I told them, I says, I am not an Injun Girl, I don't have no feathers sproutin' out the top of my head!  You're right, she said, now go along and play."
and
"Everybody I meet these days either considers themselves a shaman, or wants to be a shaman.  I tell them, you want to know what it takes to be a shaman?  Well, go and get a gigantic jar and you fill it with marbles.  Every time you do a ceremony, you take one marble out.  You're a shaman when you either get to the end, or you've lost all your marbles!"

Humor rides a red horse :)