Birthing a medicine drum is no joke

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This day I went through such a massive process.

First the worry of was I allowed to actually create this drum because I’m not aboriginal.

Then the connection to my skin and how that rippled through my entire body. Noticing the little growths my Roo had and wondering if it was on its shoulder just like mine are.

Connecting with my kangaroo skin

Then the process of birthing the drum.

Let me tell you it is a birthing process.

One that I cried, screamed, threw tantrums, breathed and worked through.

I will never forget it.

Wantaanga played his didge and Isabella held a nurturing space for us to experience.

This birthing experience took longer than my labours of my children. We started in the morning and didn’t finish until night.

I feel so blessed to have had this experience and I will nurture my relationship with my drum because it is definitely going to be the only one I own.

Thank you for allowing me to be enveloped in this experience and to learn about the beautiful culture. I am beyond grateful ❤️

Xo S

Awaken Retreat 2021

All images by 📸 @blakelewiss_

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