At the beginning of shamanic ceremony...
I am the Great Bear, roaring.
Then the fawn by the stream, blinking.
Then the stream itself, flowing.
Then the Earth and Sky, joining.
Then the wren, singing.
I hold my drum until it fills my heart and quiets my mind.
Then I am nothing at all.
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People of the world, let us sound our drums for one hour each Saturday evening, as we unite our hearts in love and in service to All That Is. In this hour of fear and turmoil, let us join with the Divine energy of healing, power, and peace.
Sound your drum! Speak your heart, with your own prayer, no matter where you are, no matter the time zone. Though a dark time is upon the world, we can each and all make a much-needed positive difference when in union with Spirit.
Great blessings to you. May you step into the fullness of the Light that you are, and that the way be opened for a New Day.
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That is when the drumbeat
and the prayerful heartbeat of the many,
the "we,"
becomes one.
Aho & Namaste,
Bob