Tuesday, January 01, 2008

Better late then never

Earlier this year as my mom and I browsed one of the bead shows (for way too long) a ring caught my eye. Simple silver band, with Kokopelli under the stars. Until recently, Kokopelli had been largely misunderstood by me. I am not sure how or why, but I was sorely misinformed of his origins as something far worst the actually believed. In seeing that ring I felt a simple attachment and noticed how like me it was. At peace under the stars...music holding it together. Sadly I had spent what money I had so I left it with a smile and a sigh to try and find it later.

Later came right before my birthday. There it was in the small velvet slot waiting as it had been. This time, I had saved money especially for it. So with a smile and a sigh it slipped onto my finger and came home. A silent gift for myself, for a silent reason. A gift for the girl I was.

ring 1

...without you, everything falls apart...without you, it's not as much fun to pick up the pieces....

2 comments:

christy said...

so what IS the story?

Ellen on the go said...

HOpe things are still not falling apart.

I have always enjoyed that symbol and felt good knowing the lores of the indians. So is there more to be learned?