Or Red Sun translated from its original Ojibway.
I went to a saketent ceremony today with the metis nation. I was invited by a local medicine man or Midewiwin whom I was seeing for therapy.
After a pipe ceremony we eat, with the ancestors, food offerings we bring for them. Then the lights are turned off and the Midewiwin calls the ancestors to join us. So here I am sitting complete darkness listening to a man speak an language I don’t understand(I understand a bit off Ojibway, but Peter,the Midewiwin, is a Cree Native so he speaks Cree). but some how I’m not bored I was not really any thing to be honest it’s hard to put in to words how I felt. Nothing bothered me I wasn’t thinking of any thing, simply, I was at peace.
It is common for people to see flickering lights or spirits. Sitting in complete darkness, a few minutes in to the ceremony small white lights appeared in my sight,(yes my eyes were open.) I saw large people around the room shaped like constellations, and a large shadow that walked past the light that leaked in to the room. Now I don’t know for sure if what I was seeing was spirits or just my eyes playing games with me but I like to believe that we were not alone in the room.
During the ceremony you can ask the Ancestors a question when you go up and give offerings to the Them, I gave tobacco and ribbons of the metis colours. The Midewiwin then asks you your question, then converses with the Ancestors . You can ask them anything you want: You can ask them if your ancestors are proud of you. you can ask for your native name, any thing you would ask your ancestors if you could.
I asked if my Nanny was warching over me, and after some conversing, I got my answer, and a little more then I bargained for. He said my Nanny was there with them but my voice had attracted all the young spirits, the all came running up to him. Also that the ancestors were holding an infant wrapped in the traditional way. Then the ancestors were talking amongst themselves calling me the opposite one, I couldn’t really make out the word in Cree. Meaning that I am so pale for a native that I am opposite of what I should look like. Then he said that they were calling me by my native name and that if I wanted he could tell me what they said. He told me that they were calling me Red Sun, or Misskwa geesis in Ojibway.
It was an amazing experience and an extremely emotional one. I feel as if I was truly blessed to be there and to be granted time with the ancestors. This was an amazing opportunity to get to know myself and to feel a little more peacefull with everything going on with in this hectic world. My ancestors are watching over me and taking care of me.