September 20, 2005

Dear Drummers,

Welcome to the direction of the west! As we head into autumn, we move to the west on the Celtic wheel of the year. The west is associated in Celtic lore with water (ocean) mystery, destiny, faith (and its twin sister, doubt)—all of the mystical, poetic, ungraspable and indescribable elements that makes life so worth living.

It’s a good time of year to consider the soul. What is the soul? What does it want? What does it need? This Friday we will drum in honor of that mystical, poetic, ungraspable and indescribable element of human life: the soul. I will have a few words to offer for your meditating pleasure. As always in our monthly drum, we will drum up some soul-livening rhythms in the first hour or so. Then we will take a break for cookies, tea and conversation, and those who wish to come back for the second half—more prayerful, more mystical, more meditative—may do so. Those who want the drumming but not the theology in the second half are provided a convenient time to exit happily. In the second part of the evening, we will enter into a drum-inspired meditation asking a simple but, as I have thought of it all day, a truly daunting question: What powers of my soul must be shown to this world before I cross the ocean to the west, to the land beyond?

I look forward to another mysterious, riveting, and moving year of being in community with you all.

Jaime

© 2005 Jaime Meyer

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