Sorry for the email formatting. This is an email from the woman that had a sound healer/shaman. Sounds like it was great.

We just sent the last guest home at about 1:00 a.m.!

> We had 15 people in the solid core crew of the party and several
> others who stayed briefly.  Many people stayed until Midnight. There
> was a second crew of teenagers at just about that time —  and two
> party guests stayed on for a long conversation in the kitchen.  A
> neighbor dropped in after an event in Manhattan and connected with one
> of the kitchen conversers to discover that they had some shared
> history.  Another guest walked my next-door-neighbor Millie home and
> discovered that they both grew up in the same neighborhood in
> Brooklyn.  Millie can just walk 1/2 block with her PT — she is in her
> eighties — yet she walked over to our party by herself looking like a
> million bucks!  Nelly and her husband joined us as well and were
> wonderful guests.

> We used little white lights to set the mood.  Along with a nice circle
> of seating we had a rustic wooden table and small baker’s rack — the
> rack had a floral bouquet (one sunflower, plus everything else from my
> garden — pink roses, black-eyed susans, pink and yellow columbines,
> tiny wild daisies, various kinds of greenery, some with pretty yellow
> and green leaves) and the table had lemonades and teas:  organic
> strawberry lemonade, organic lemonade, iced blueberry tea, iced
> "normal" tea  (we could all use some normalty!) and iced decaf green. 

> We also offered Arnold Palmers — half tea and half lemonade.  The
> food included focaccia with mozzarella, pale pink glass plates of
> fruit, one with sunburst-arrayed raspberries and thin slices of
> grapefruit, and another similarly arranged with organic plums,
> apricots, and nectarines.  Curried cashews.  Very chewy brownies. 
> Guests brought beautiful finger sandwiches, fresh vegetables and dip,
> do-it-yourself cannolis (lots of fun!), homemade hummus and baba
> ganoush.  There were candles on the bottom shelves of the baker’s rack
> and the light reflected beautifully through the fruit slices, making
> them jewel toned.  There was a basket of kazoos and noisemakers, too.
>
> Our shout-out was awesome! One guest brought musical instruments, and
> Michele led us and we beat on pans, played all kinds of shakers,
> harmonicas, rattles, bells, guitars, etc. etc…we whooped and
> hollered so much, we drowned out the ability to hear anyone else!  So
> it’s very exciting to know that we were heard!  Lots of guitar playing
> and singing on our stoop, including my husband, who sounded pretty
> nice…and at one point, vocal jazz improv coming in from a neighbor
> on the sidewalk!   The stars were amazingly brilliant tonight, the
> moon outshone itself, and the heavenly scent I mentioned last night —
> which is actually from a nearly TREE — I’m wrong about the
> honeysuckle — gently found its way to us with every breeze. 
> Everybody was up and having fun.

> It was a lovely evening — I enjoyed every minute of it, and guests
> reported that they did as well!  For years, I had been meaning to do a
> solstice party, and now I got to do a STOOPendous party!  Thank you
> all my fellow STOOPers and now, as Samuel Pepys would say, "and so to
> bed."  (My dear husband is washing the dishes!)  My very best to you
> all!