A
Cold North Wind
by Brenda Roberts
EXCERPT
Chapter 1
Thunder shook the house, hard enough to wake the proverbial
dead. I opened my eyes and thought, *What kind of an omen
is this?* The day of a sacred joining. Today two people who
love each other deeply are to stand before the community and
speak the words that will magically bind them together "for
as long as love lasts".
Tossing back the furs on my bed, I climbed naked into the
frigid air, so cold that the shock of it took my breath away.
My chest felt as if it would refuse to let my heart continue
to beat. Where was the warmth of the previous day?
The Gods of the North seemed to speak the winds of objection
upon this union. I quickly stepped into the ceremonial robes
of my office. As the Priestess and medicine woman of this
tribe, it was my job to do the joining. I was to visit the
homes of both and ask the rote question, "Why have you
chosen this path?" and others. Then, as the day reaches
its crest, the chosen ones were to meet me in the sacred cave,
and from there were to walk together to the center of the
communal gathering.
As I approached the home of the intended bride, I heard angry
words. Someone's heart was as cold as this north wind. This
was not a good way to begin. The elder male of Sonia's family
yelled that her choice would break her mother's heart.
I heard Sonia's voice trembling, in tears, saying, "How
can this be a bad thing to love someone so deeply?"
I waited outside. It would not have done for me to formally
witness the disagreement. I stood, shivering, trying to hide
from the frigid wind. I made some loud noises to let them
know I had arrived. Finally, someone near the opening heard
me and shushed the angry voices, and Sonia came teary-eyed
to invite me in.
We did the formal questions. Sonia had all of the correct
responses. Her heart seemed to be ready for the joining. I
left her to go to her promised mates.
As I left I heard Sonia's mother say, "If this is love,
I think I'll take the heart attack."
The omens seemed overpowering. This joining would be a difficult
one. And for once, I agreed that if the love of this family
is the measure to judge by, I think, I too, would have preferred
a heart attack.
Chapter 2
The icy wind continued to blow as I stepped away from Sonia's
home and headed to her promised. The moisture in the air sent
weapons of ice to slice away at the exposed parts of my being.
My trance had begun, and I could tune out the weather to listen
to the voices inside.
The Goddess promised that the joining will be blessed, even
for all the omens of opposition. At the home of Chrysla, the
temperature was warm. The door was open, and a formal greeting
was waiting as I arrived. Chrysla stepped forward with a warm
tea of chamomile and mint. She greeted me with open arms and
a wide smile.
"We welcome you to our home and our hearts."
"With hearty thanks I accept your hospitality. Are you
at peace with this decision?"
"I have chosen this path with trust, love and longing.
I am at peace."
"You are aware that there are others who are not at peace
with your joining?"
"I am aware. Sonia and I must go where this path takes
us, and follow the steps of our Goddess."
"Have you chosen a male?"
"Sonia and I chose together – our males will be
Benath and Conor."
"Your males are in agreement?"
"They are. They will meet us at the entrance to the sacred
cave."
"I leave you to prepare." I walked slowly toward
the entrance of the sacred cave of our people, and wondered
at the changes that had occurred.
My musings traveled to the long distant past, when it was
unheard of for a couple to choose males together. Males were
usually selected after the joined pair won their places as
warriors. Once the joining had occurred, the couple would
live, love, and breed together as a family. It was rare, in
this day, that young women chose the path of the warrior.
Theirs was a hard life. They would have one house together
here in the community and would travel the country as directed
by the leader of the warriors. The warriors had common houses
in all the large cities in the Motherland, but their males
would stay home and tend to their herds, raise their male
children, and the female children would be placed in homes
with their mother's families until they reached the age of
five, and then be placed in foster homes by the joined couple.
The acrid smoke of the sacred fire recalled me to the present
and I slipped the robes of ceremony off as I climbed into
the heated pool within the cave. My attendants waited upon
me with herbs and ointments as I ritually cleansed myself
of the present day and allowed the entrance of the Goddess.
As her Avatar, I would conduct the joining.
I heard the distant singing as the community prepared the
feast of blessing, and I stepped from my bath, a different
being than when I entered it. The wholeness of Goddess-God
was within me and I glowed with the aura. The robe of mixed
furs, representing all worlds and closed with the talons and
teeth of predatory animals, was placed upon me. I took to
the warriors the blessings of all our worlds – animal,
bird, fish and two-legged beings.
When I walked through the entryway, Sonia and Chrysla awaited
dressed in the skin of the spotted cat and bear. Their faces
were painted by my attendants with the symbols of our Goddess
and God, and we turned to walk the short path to the center.
Sonia's family was there, tears still evident upon their faces
in the glistening of ice created by the cold north wind. Chrysla's
family smiled and nodded their welcome to Sonia. Sonia was
fostered by Chrysla's Grandmother's male.
I opened my mouth to begin, but the words froze in the air.
Approaching the ceremony were the head of the Warriors and
the Empress of the Motherland, together, in full ceremonial
attire. They came to stand with the joining pair. Never before,
to my knowledge, had this happened. It was enough to take
my breath away!
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