One time I went to an old village where every May people go outside in the forest and pick spesial flowers and grass. They make tea and bath water beleiving it will make them healthier.
In the morning about at 6 o'clock we went outside. Me, my friends and a woman that brought us here.
First we eat a cake, chocolates and drank mint juice. The older ladies were talking about long ago days, people who used to live in the village, old traditions.
Then we went outside and everyone started to take off the clothes. We all were in bikinies without shoes and followed another group in the forest.
It was foggy, cold, but after sometime we did not feel any cold. It was actually nice, freedom. The walk was long, for about three hours.
When we riched far in the forest there was a burning fire and about fifty people near it. We took each other hands and started to walk in circle near the fire. Someone was singing a song.
Two men walked a very old man, I heard he was one hundred seven years old. The man walked trough the fire and started to walk around our circle and touch everyone's hands. He touched my hands and looked in my eyes. I felt how my hands started to burn, but nicely.
Some of the women tree their neclesses in to the fire and picked up after a while.
Then we went back touching almost every tree in the foresr. I got a lot of grass and an known tiny flowers.
In the evening we went outside again. The old man was calling for the rain. In a minutes the rain started and everyone was washing face with honey and sugar, we were told to buy in the local shop.
At night we returned home.
