Woke up to tribal drumming last night
So, last night was a rough one.
Mainly because I got no sleep after 3am and I went to bed around eh- I dunno 11:30.
I woke up to tribal drumming.
My night pretty much went like this:
Finished feeding/mucking out all the outdoor pens
Turned the horses loose into the nighttime pasture
Fed my dogs and cats.
Ate
Took a shower
Brushed my teeth
Slept till' 3
The drumming wasn't loud, and they sounded like Pow Wow drums. Now, I want you to know before any of you suggest a car or something- I live on a 300 acre ranch just outside of Yarmouth ( Nova Scotia ). My house is right smack dab in the middle of the 300 acres and I can assure you there are NO roads cutting through it. If you've read my bio, I'm part of the Cree community, so maybe it's my ancestors. I totally am open to spiritual comments, but also blunt, realistic comments that will wake me up and say '' Rosalee, you're losing your fucking mind. Shut the fuck up''.
XOXO
SomewhereNorth