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  • People bring me gifts of unwanted things and sometimes even treasures...

    I have a bushel and a peck, or something like that of llama fur under my bed
    and a wolf pelt complete with head is under there too.

    I am the receiver of fabric, yarn, and feathers...
    and beads, loads and loads of beads. People bring me little bundles during Sierra Art Trails....little offerings of lonely earrings, broken necklaces, bones and stones that say I Love You and Breathe, butterflies, and little beaded and leather pouches...they hand them to me carefully telling me to use them in my art....to pass them on and on.

    One of these gifts I kept. I wear around my neck. A tiny silver turtle.

    As you may have already guessed the turtle is my totem. A young friend of mine was first to call me Turtle...I'll let you wonder the reasons why.....
    then I was given it again at a Native American naming ceremony...
    the name came in on the wind...Turtle...Turtle...Turtle
    Then more and more came as gifts...

    Sometimes if you're watching you will see me holding my little silver turtle that always hangs around my neck...you might note I hold it between my thumb and forefinger and rub it like a worry stone..

    Sometimes it's just that I like the way it feels and it helps to center me
    ...and sometimes I rub it to remind me of all the ways I hope to be
    ...the attributes of the Turtle

    Comfortable in myself...
    That I carry all I need..
    Able to see the illusion of it all...
    Knowing where the magic doorway is and willing to walk thru..
    To honor the Earth
    Knowing when to slow down and that it's ok to be ''out of step''....ok to take my time...
    I do not need to fit
    I am a survivor
    To trust, listen, to the vibrations I feel so strongly
    and it's ok to be tender on the inside

    Now I have not mastered all or any of this...
    I am just a student
    but I know...
    I know
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