This pic is of our Ancestor Table for Samhain! It was a great night and rite. We started here and sang/danced/drummed calling upon Spirits and specifically Gehde Nibo to help heal the fallen form violent crimes and those lost in the chaos and confusion of Covid. SO much is so bad. BUT as I am writing this (I just couldn’t with the stress of election to post Oct…) Biden won so there’s a glimmer f hope somewhere… I think. Anyway we continued our drums and laughter till we got to a fire and performed for the spirits who wanted to party!! It was very cool. Also with my ADF group I we held an awesome Morrigan Dagda ritual before I left for JT. It too was lovely. I have been working a lot recently with ancestor things. Feeling connections. It’s always been difficult for me…familial pasts….. I remember the moment I realized that my ancestors were also every queer. Every writer. Every bard. These are the ancestors of my spirit. What connection do they bring me? And how do they tell my story and I theirs? What story is next?
I also reached out and found out I have been wrong for decades! Ugh we are not part Algonquin but Abenaki! Which makes so much more sense! If my maternal Grandmother hadn’t ben so… much of what she was, we’d have a tribal connection.
Ain’t gonna lie: I am only making time to post because it’s the last day of November and I try to do that once a month thingy… A LOT has been happening. So 
I woke up in the middle of the night a few weeks ago and wrote this. I think it’s super cute. Maybe I’ll get an actress friend to do it as a VO??