So it was time to go to the Lakota Sweat Lodge Ceremony. On the drive, this was just sitting there for our viewing pleasure.
This is the lodge which Deeda built about 20 years ago when she lived here. While visiting from Canada, she decided to fix the site back up and invited a group of us to participate in the Ceremony. Here are shots of the area.
Across a creek there is the prayer garden. This special tree has ribbons and braided wires tied to the branches representing prayers. Deeda showed us some that had been there since she built the site. The branches of the tree have been chewed bare by a linx that spends time in the tree.
We collected sage from the fields by pinching only one or two stems from each plant and then spread the sage on the floor of the lodge. It is a lovely scent.
The fire pit was lighted in a ceremony and from that moment we were allowed to move only clockwise. If you needed an object to your right, you had to move clockwise around the entire site. We made prayer ties as the fire burned down and heated the rocks for the lodge. To make a prayer tie, you take small cloth squares of various significant colors and wrap a pinch of tobacco in each (like rolling a tiny burrito). These are tied onto a string and draped in the skeleton of the lodge when you enter it.
Colors and their order are thoughtfully chosen by each individual. Deeda explained significance of the colors to us.
The ceremony in the lodge was "four doors". Seven rocks are passed into the lodge and the lodge door is closed. Water is poured onto the hot rocks. The discussion and ceremony are private in each door and a door can last 30 minutes to an hour. At the end of a door the lodge is opened for a short time. If you decide to leave, you cannot re-enter. Seven more rocks are brought in and the lodge closed for each of the 'doors'.
We emerged soaked and sage scented at the end of the 4th door and smoked the ceremonial pipe.
I would do it again ANY time. It was truly awesome.
So on to the next part of the evening. The next morning I woke up.... somewhere...with no ride or stuff. heheheheh..... Being the responsible adult I am, I combed my hair with my fingers and walked back to town, an hour and half away. As I walked, I started giggling because I just put together a new rule...never follow a sweat lodge ceremony with jello shots and crown. And I waved at all the people riding bikes.
My children will be proud of that last paragraph because they know how out of character that is and they always want me to lighten up.
Tonight there is a full moon river trip with no jello shots.