I received my new bespoke drum today, from @herondrumsuk and I couldn’t be happier.
I have wanted a new shaman’s drum for a long time and have been waiting until the right time, my 40th birthday seemed right!
I must say this drum is not only beautiful and unique, it sounds otherworldly when played, recording it wouldn’t do it justice. The vibrations move through your body like liquid gold.
I wasn’t sure about the style: do I have an antler, stag and oak drum liked to the Horned Gods or do I go feminine and have a Goddess inspired drum? Both seemed important.
So I compromised.
Meet Elen of the Ways.
She is wild, beautiful and mystical, soft and feminine yet she has deep and penetrating power within her reindeer antlers.
So my drum is Alder Wood, the skin is reindeer and the antlered handle is set with labradorite ✨🙏🏻✨ Thank you Jonathan! Love her!!
“Who am I” I asked
To no one at all
I felt the self dissolving
As I watched my structures fall
A missing web of magic
Bejeweled with fog and dew
Triggered this inception
Was it false or was I true?
Contracting and releasing
A deep and resonant hum
The energy loudly beating
Like the Powerful Shaman's drum
All fear is an illusion
The Self sings aloud
And Trust releases attachment
Like rain falling from a cloud
From the Dream our eyes are opened
A lifting of a veil
Perception slowly crumbles
Revealed as weak and frail
A precarious position
To balance on the edge
Where insanity and sainthood
stake their claim and make their pledge
My fear becomes my refuge
Confusion let's me see
A shift in my perception
Holds the key to set me free
The picture shows a noiadi shaman drumming, and in trance/journeying. Above him a drum, with reindeer hammer and "arpa" a thing used to dance on the drum skin to forest future and give answers as it moves over the various symbols on the drum as the hammer shakes the skin.
A noaidi (noaidi, noajdde, nåejttie, nōjjd, niojte, noojd/nuojd) is a shaman of the Sami people in the Scandinavian north.
Most noaidi practices died out during the 17th century, as a result of active cultural genocide by Christians. Many noaidi were burned alive by the christians along with their drums, or sunk in bogs.
Today more and more noaidi are coming out of Sápmi, the sound of new drums and powerful books again echo the mountains and forests - their culture and traditions gain new life!
Tonight my drum will sing. A song of wild intentions and wild hearts, of gratitude, joy and contentment. Of peace and magic and places unknown as yet and finally of a best sister's new found love. Tonight my drum will sing. #newmoonmagic#shamansdrum#magicalintentions#loveandpeace
"All places are holy, but some places are holier than others."
-Jörgen I. Eriksson
The Gnarly Tree on the White Mountain is such a holier place. We used to go there to sit, to sing, to eat, to love.
We hung our drums on the Gnarly Tree. We let them hang, hung in wind, sung with song before nights dark blanket fell and we fell too, fell thru the ground, or rode our fylgja, or wore our hamn, into the skies on our crazy missions.
All drums have their own voice and history, these are no exception, but I will only talk of one: far left hangs the Grandfather drum, my drum, over 90 years old - who came to me in a dream and made me hunt it halfway across the world before I found it in Nepal after 3 months.
(heard in the previous video clip)
Dusting off Grandfather Drum. We call it that because I was told it's over 90 years old! And with that also dusting off my Self in an effort to get back into practicing again. I have been away from it all for far too long.
Been so depressed and sick in the head, hurt and betrayed, physically wounded and alone that I have had absolutely no kraft/energy to do anything even remotely "spiritual" other than the occasional walk in the woods, the runes, singing silently thru saltcheeked nights. Felt lost and far from power-full ...I know this sounds weak, but I need to be honest about it.
You see, talking with my friend Rotlöse here on IG recently have re-awakened the "shaman" in me and made me realise time might be right to start fighting my demons (again!) and get my Life back.
Well, we'll see how that goes 😆