There are a LOT of things going on in this world right now...but for a moment on Monday, those of us in our little longhouse in Eastern Oregon paused to give thanks for the year...to pray for the new foods and a new cycle of life coming around...it was joyous and rich.
As other groups and cultures celebrate the Solstices, we celebrate the New Year...it is the renewal, the time of new foods and turning our backs on the old year and the old issues.
We gathered first for a meal - for it seems we Indians eat together often - but this meal felt warm and inviting. When I got to the kitchen, there was Grandma Lonnie in her beautiful dress cooking the roots and I was so happy to see her! Leigh was also there, she's a quiet but deep woman and Trish who is somehow my new always and forever - I love her more than I can say and for reasons I can't enumerate...she's the ultimate mama and always has everyone dressed perfectly and her energy is limitless - I'm blessed to have her in the kitchen because sometimes I just really can't do it...
Grandma Lonnie made the pies beforehand
When it's over we all shake hands and laugh raucously, hugging and smiling all around -
The next morning just felt SO NEW