A couple of weeks ago at a home ed meet one of my fellow HE mums came up and handed me a large polystyrene box.
“you can take this on the bus right?”
In it were several deer hides. Her husband found the deer dead by the side of the road on his travels to work (by push bike!) and took the deer, on his shoulders, home. Prepared them to be eaten whilst the hides came to me and the bones went to someone else. Those parts that could not be used where returned to the earth with prayer.
So now I have a freezer full of hides and am cleaning them one by one, stretching them and drying them. Hoops are on order and soon, when the time feels right, these hides will become beautiful drums.
All work with hides is done in a ceremony. Candles are always lit and incense is burned. It is a reminder for me that the work is sacred and as with all sacred work it appears to take place outside of normal time and space. An entire day can go by and it feels like only a few minutes and occasionally it feels like an entire day has gone by when in reality it was only a few minutes.
Working with spirit like this teaches me so many things and the birthing process of a drum, the scraping of the hide, the waiting for it to dry after stretching, the choosing of a suitable hoop and the creation of a drum stick that all works together is a journey in itself that is so beautiful and special
as always, so very thankful for this path