trying to think of what to call it, the Experiment, with doing, Today because the Sky gave so much water yesterday, there was no need. so i just did some housekeeping here…all hidden under a winters worth of pine needles and then this spring's catkins and wet earth. wiped them with a cloth. and
there was no hurry.
it felt Good. Thought about each one, they all have a life before the Hill and here we are now and that felt Good. i've never "taken" time like this before.
i love ” the experiment ” with lives al over the time bring in to the moment
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how alive
things are and how so little time is “taken” to BE
with that aliveness
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Beautifully ready. Your abalone shells are so pretty. Mine is all burnt from my young teen-hood of using it to burn incense or lay spent matches while using sealing wax!
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Your Traveling Treasures … the things that feed the soul. Beautiful!!
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Taking time to hold, sense, feel, remember things that hold meaning; it is how I feel about my Kokopellis.
The first smaller statue of Kokopelli, bought in 1987 when we came for a family reunion to Albuquerque. Family from Germany and Canada came and in a shop, I saw Kokopelli, this whimsical trickster god, how it called to me; I had not known about this trickster, god of fertility among other descrptors, until then. My family felt that I simply had to have this, being the mother of twins and all, a true sign of fertility!
In 2007, a very special time for me because after knowing you on-line for 2 yrears, we came to New Mexico to meet you and visit our neohew. On the way, in Mesilla, I bought a bell with Kokopelli painted on it and the words New Mexico. Kitchy yes but also so meaningful in light of the fact that sixteeen years later, I would move to New Mexico.
While still living in CA, family who lived in Albuquerque, commissoned a somewhat larger statue of Kokopelli for me and how this statue and the original, plus my bell,all moved with us to Maui, Washington, Texas, Tennessee and back to its “original” home – New Mexico.
How in Texas, one year, a birthday gift from Rich,two ceramic pots painted with Kokopelli, cactus, etc, in colors of green, black, yellow and a brownish red, have been the focal points of every patio, holding various flowers and herbs.
2013, we came to New Mexico and one of the first large cloths I made has Kokopelli front and center. I had traced the original statue onto some cloth that I had dyed with walnut. Everywhere I look, the quirky blessings of Kokopelli surround me, touchstones of many happy memories.
Most mornings, I take my coffee, as daybreak comes, sit in our patio, surrounded by my Kokipellis and it is a ritual that simply feels right.
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I believe the treasures we collect find pleasure in our coddling them and they release back to our brains the memories and fondness as to why we kept them.
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Correction, not sixteen years later but 6!
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This is beautiful. Kind attention. Altar tending.
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yes….it brings the moment…yes.
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i could never bring self to do that….
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it’s interesting to me …..what’s here
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you, Kokopelli, have long stayed true to one another
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yes…it is a Circle, isn’t it….giving receiving
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tending. tending one tends the other and back around as Peggy
says above
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I don’t know that I would today…but at 12, yeah.
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windthread 
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