I've always had lots of rhythm, raised in an musical family, etc. When I finally got my first drum, it was a large Native American hand drum, with a skin top, non-tunable. While I loved playing it and keeping a syncopation going with others, it was at a Pagan May Eve celebration when I really got into playing it like a bodhran. We'd driven out on the prairie, around the backside of the mountain, to a little pond amongst some rough and tumble standing stones. As I stepped out of the car, I saw a small piece of wood, all gnarled and weathered, just about the size of a handy bodhran stick. I picked it up, saw that it resembled the most ancient of the full-Goddess symbols, large breasts and belly full of promise. Thinking how appropriate for May Eve, I dubbed her my goddess.

Later on, when I had my drum, I tried the Goddess out one day as a stick and it sounded great! When ya' live in the remote and wild places ya' get good at improvisin'! Now, I'll hafta try to save up for one of those Halpin's!

Keep up the beat! Tritely yours,

Kat