Gratitude for “Dreams of Birds”
My guide and ally and rhythm-keeper and drum, “Dreams of Birds” has crossed to the spirit world. He was the third of the sacred objects that broke last night during a ceremony of Autumnal Equinox where we let things go in preparation for new beginnings. At the moment the drum broke there was a dual emotion of sadness and joy. A dear friend said “I can only hope I go during such a joyful time”… I told him, please don’t.
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Thank you for your voice
For learning with me
Teaching me
Being my guardian and friend
Guiding me safely
Keeping me grounded.
Grateful for your wisdom
For your service and healing
For your unconditional love for me.
Thank you.
I have never felt grief like this before.
A byproduct of believing all things are sacred
Is to feel this way at the passing of all things.
I can only hope to return
As a drum like you.
You will transition now
And just maybe we will meet again.
This is my journey
–Nate Long “Owl”