So, I had a very vivid dream that the female guardian spirit of the land I live on , gave me permission to prune the trees and work the land...gently. I'm thinking...maybe ...last years garden fail happened because I neglected to honor the spirit of the land and to ask permission to change things up. We gardeners are a superstitious lot! ....Way worse than sailors or even actors. Not sure which spirit it is though. Maybe First Peoples? The first folks who lived here, tlah-WAH-dees (where things grow), were called the Willow People. We have two protected ancient willows on our property and, I hear tell, the area was once densely populated by willow trees. That's probably where they got their name.
I told Jimmy I want to have a drum circle to honor the spirit of the land. After his grand mal seizure subsided... I took the wooden spoon out of his mouth and told him I was going to do it anyway... if I could find some drummers. So, please, I would love to hear from anyone interested in an evening or afternoon of drumming. I will feed (and liqueur up) everyone who chooses to help me honor the spirit of the land...and as a further bribe..... there will be a gift of a small piece of original artwork to each participant.
I told Jimmy I want to have a drum circle to honor the spirit of the land. After his grand mal seizure subsided... I took the wooden spoon out of his mouth and told him I was going to do it anyway... if I could find some drummers. So, please, I would love to hear from anyone interested in an evening or afternoon of drumming. I will feed (and liqueur up) everyone who chooses to help me honor the spirit of the land...and as a further bribe..... there will be a gift of a small piece of original artwork to each participant.
