PantheaCon Friday-Saturday
Feb. 19th, 2011 11:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
rowanfPantheaCon is going very well I think. I got here on Friday in time to go to Le'ema's snake goddess slideshow on Friday. It was fun to see her again dancing with her snakes. She has gone a bit more new-agey than I remembered but it is partly that she used to concentrate on dancing and now she is talking/channeling more. Oh well, she is putting herself out there in a Goddess service so who am I to cast stones?
It took forever to get through the reception line at the hotel. I had tried before Le'ema's workshop but half an hour has only advanced me about 10 feet so I gave up. It took probably an hour or more but eventually I had room keys for the AMUH suite... none of which worked as it turned out. So another trip to reception (but not standing in line) and that got worked out.
We had everything set up in time for House members to arrive and begin preparing for Pomba. I took a nap in there which I certainly needed. I think Pomba went really well. I sat whilst the pre-ritual drumming happened and stilled myself in preparation for carrying Her. I had worked out with Pombagira Cigana Reinha and Pombagira Cigana das Almas that I would be carrying the latter if I had energy to carry. Reinha isn't particularly happy with the devotional and das Almas wanted to come. Das Almas liked it alot which was lovely. Except that I discovered that this cemetery path of Pomba isn't very fleshy. She has a skull face evidently and wasn't sure what to do with mine. I could hardly get her to smile. The little voice that is me in the back of my head was like "smile, it will show off your skull, I promise". LOL It was really nice to have a Pomba who grooved to the music instead of grumping about it. But I am not sure about this souls Path. Esp. since she really wants to come with Maman Brigitte and the Ghedes rather than with the Pombas. But that is a problem for another day. I carried for most of the ritual. Maman as Belle kicked her out before it was quite ended because she felt the horse looked worn out.
Folks came back to the suite and after-partied. We were doing dishes before bed at 3:00am. I had the intention of going to Le'ema's 9am snake yoga class but although I was up and dressed it just wasn't happening!
We had a lovely Saturday afternoon with a lot of traffic to the suite. Maia's children's storytelling and colouring session for Yemanja was wonderful and the kids who came were delightful. After that I napped for a couple of hours. My main thing I wanted to do today was go to Wendy Rule's concert. Kurt kindly offered to spell me in the suite. Wendy's concert was beyond wonderful. She created a sacred space and then too us from the sublime heights to the depths of the underworld of the soul and back out again. Her voice is amazing as ever and this set was truly fabulous. I am more tempted than ever to drive to Santa Cruz Tuesday night for her concert with Sharon Knight. Two amazing vocalists together. Hmmm.
The suite was full of chatting people when Chris & I got back and only when people starting trailing off to 11pm programming did we shut the doors (about 10:30pm). I am writing a few things and going to sleep. Despite napping I am feeling the deficit of Friday night's 4 hours.
It took forever to get through the reception line at the hotel. I had tried before Le'ema's workshop but half an hour has only advanced me about 10 feet so I gave up. It took probably an hour or more but eventually I had room keys for the AMUH suite... none of which worked as it turned out. So another trip to reception (but not standing in line) and that got worked out.
We had everything set up in time for House members to arrive and begin preparing for Pomba. I took a nap in there which I certainly needed. I think Pomba went really well. I sat whilst the pre-ritual drumming happened and stilled myself in preparation for carrying Her. I had worked out with Pombagira Cigana Reinha and Pombagira Cigana das Almas that I would be carrying the latter if I had energy to carry. Reinha isn't particularly happy with the devotional and das Almas wanted to come. Das Almas liked it alot which was lovely. Except that I discovered that this cemetery path of Pomba isn't very fleshy. She has a skull face evidently and wasn't sure what to do with mine. I could hardly get her to smile. The little voice that is me in the back of my head was like "smile, it will show off your skull, I promise". LOL It was really nice to have a Pomba who grooved to the music instead of grumping about it. But I am not sure about this souls Path. Esp. since she really wants to come with Maman Brigitte and the Ghedes rather than with the Pombas. But that is a problem for another day. I carried for most of the ritual. Maman as Belle kicked her out before it was quite ended because she felt the horse looked worn out.
Folks came back to the suite and after-partied. We were doing dishes before bed at 3:00am. I had the intention of going to Le'ema's 9am snake yoga class but although I was up and dressed it just wasn't happening!
We had a lovely Saturday afternoon with a lot of traffic to the suite. Maia's children's storytelling and colouring session for Yemanja was wonderful and the kids who came were delightful. After that I napped for a couple of hours. My main thing I wanted to do today was go to Wendy Rule's concert. Kurt kindly offered to spell me in the suite. Wendy's concert was beyond wonderful. She created a sacred space and then too us from the sublime heights to the depths of the underworld of the soul and back out again. Her voice is amazing as ever and this set was truly fabulous. I am more tempted than ever to drive to Santa Cruz Tuesday night for her concert with Sharon Knight. Two amazing vocalists together. Hmmm.
The suite was full of chatting people when Chris & I got back and only when people starting trailing off to 11pm programming did we shut the doors (about 10:30pm). I am writing a few things and going to sleep. Despite napping I am feeling the deficit of Friday night's 4 hours.
