She is not my daughter by blood, but a beloved daughter/friend brought to me by my son nine years ago. She’s extraordinary. She was initiated as a Ritual Leader after a nine-month intensive course with Rite of Passage Journeys.
In a large clearing on a farm nestled in the foothills of the Cascade mountains we spent three hours in the sun and wind singing, drumming, listening, celebrating, and witnessing. Then we ate the food we had brought.
There were 50 or 60 or of us there, about 20 initiates and the rest supporting community. Midway through the ceremony, Eagle flew over us.
Some days are so full they take a long time to absorb.
