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There was at least one narrowly averted disaster involving a visit. There was a group of (mostly) nurses that worked at the nuthouse who came to see crazynurse. These ladies called themselves "The Sisterhood" and had a lot of good and crazy and supportive times with each other. All of them had arrived at one time and were having a joint visit.
I was busy in the kitchen doing some cooking, and letting them have their time. One of them came up to me with a smudge stick and a candle and asked me if I had any matches.
"Not for you!" I said.
She was quite taken aback, thinking I was being insulting toward her and their wanting to do a ceremony to ease crazynurse's transition ... before she could blast me (I saw it building up), I said one word that changed everything. "Oxygen."
They're nurses, but they're psych nurses, you see.
So, they thanked me for preventing them from blowing up themselves, crazynurse, and the house. I taught them how to do a dry smudging, and they proceeded.
At one point they asked me into their Circle, because crazynurse was again thanking me for all the help and support I had given. One of the nursesisters made mention of the empty place in their circle, and how they would honor her. Then crazynurse did it. She suggested that I should be brought into their circle to hold that space.
So, I've been inducted.
As they went around the Circle, saying their last goodbyes, I started some chants for them ... The Peace Chant (an intertribal), and then Atabey (Earth Mother's) Change Chant (a Taino/Central American chant).
Crazynurse sure liked it. So did they.
And now I'm invited to a Christmas Dinner, at which there will be an empty chair with a Strawberry Daquiri at it ... and a glass of water, which crazynurse said she'd make move to show that she was there with them.
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