02/01/2026
As a ritual to mark the turning of the year, I felt called to create something that would continue to remind me in the coming year, of my capacity to gather and recycle elements, objects, and memories to make something new that offers me meaning and beauty.
So I made a new drumstick (been wanting to, ever since our dog got hold of my old one and chewed it quite a bit).
I used a branch of the cacao tree that grows in my garden, and a piassava seed I found in the river that flows through the Tupinambá village I visited not long ago, the same kind of seed which my pipe was crafted out of from one of their elders.
Inside the seed, I placed a small piece of dried umbilical cord from each of my three children, along with a small lock of my own hair, to honour the bond that will always exist between us, and my own ability to nurture new growth.
As I looked for something to wrap around the seed, I found the small leather purse my partner made for me many years ago. Inside that purse, I have until recently carried a chestnut seed for over a decade, from the tree beneath which my grandfather’s ashes were spread. It was the exact size to hold the seed. My daughter eagerly helped me thread a string through it, and together we wrapped it with a crochet ribbon I picked up once in a Swedish charity shop.
I cleared out my fireplace and set the stones anew, marking the eight directions. I lit a small fire, sang my intentions for how I want to lead my family in the coming year, and burned the papers on which I had written what I am ready to leave behind. I prayed with my pipe, blessed my new drumstick, and then drummed and sang until my youngest woke up. Just as she joined us some friends arrived and ritual flowed naturally into play and hang-out.
✨️ I'm curious to hear if you marked the turning of the year with any ritual, or other activity that felt meaningful to you?