Kokopelli

I was born in the Four Corners Area, in Colorado and later moved to Utah so I grew up with Kokopelli and his wonderful stories in our Anasazi culture. Kokopelli possesses a playful, carefree nature that seems to bring out the "good" in everyone.

"Follow the merry ministerial Kokopelli as he leads you past the pueblo and out into the moonlight. Perched high on a rocky edge of a rugged cliff he'll take out his flute and, as his song rises from the smoke of an unseen fire--it paints the night sky with images expressing a world of mythical dreams."

There is an appealing and timeless quality about Kokopelli which fascinates everyone, even in our modern technological age. Known as a fertility god, prankster, healer and story teller, Kokopelli has been a source of wonder throughout the country for centuries. He dates back 3,000 years when first petroglyphs were carved into sandstone cliffs and cave walls. In the villages he was regarded as a harbinger of fertility, assuring success in hunting, growing crops and human conception. If you fall in love with his unheard song it is one of fertility. You are being asked to create fertility in some area of your life. Listen to his song, whatever you intend to plant at this time will be very productive for you. Plant seeds for your future now. Kokopelli is a Hopi word (Koko = wood, pilau = hump).

Kokopelli's message----"The time is now - the power is "you".

You Need to Journal

Is your life a novel with missing pages? I keep searching in my life for the missing puzzle pieces that will make my life into the "complete picture" I am searching for. I feel I have most the pieces, but I also feel out there some where is someone or something I have yet to connect with. You know the missing piece to complete the picture of a perfect life. To all I say-- Be a journal keeper, or writer, or artist, but journal in some way and leave no blank pages in your novel of life. I feel my life is and has been very important and will be to my children, grandchildren and even the great-grandchildren. I want them to know me and understand some of the things I have done that have made me, "Me".

How will your family know what you have done, where you have been or what you have thought? It is so sad when a person just slips unrecorded through life, when they have been important to so many people. Write, write, write...........anything, anytime, anywhere and always, always date your writings. How I love the old pictures and life stories of my family that are now gone and perhaps I didn't get know. I learn how they sacrificed in many ways, so that I have had the wonderful life I have had. Opened the door to many reasons, my parents were the way they were, and consequently I am the way I am..........I have encouraged my family to journal, some have, some have not. Now days with the computer it is so easy..........fun and good therapy!

Suspense

Do you sometimes feel like you have a stomach full of butterflies? An unsettled,what next, feeling? Isn't life just one big suspense? You get up in the morning and think or say out loud," what will happen today?" or tomorrow, in a week, a month from now. Our country is in a terrible mess with Pres. Obama dragging us down more every day. The awful oil spill, he messed up the health bill, Afghanistan War, Bailing banks out, trying to help Haiti. The Iceland volcano and of course floods and fires at home. Government is just plain bad news. No matter who you talk to -- each has their own idea or theory where we are headed. I feel like some of the magazine articles I read that go like this:

"He fell from the train barely alive, And "(continued on page thirty-five.)

"With only one bullet left in his gun,He" (continued on page sixty-one.)

"She murmured weakly, I know my fate, It's" (continued on page eighty-eight).

"Darling to prove how much I'll miss you, I'm" (continued in the July issue.)

If you ask a dozen people to finish those sentences-- you would get a dozen different endings. So I guess it's one day at a time--always checking the newspaper and CNN every day to tell us where we're heading next----And most the time they don't know either...........

Lonesome Sunday

Today is Sunday, the last one in June. Seems the weeks are busy and roll right along, then come Sunday and things just shut down. Families hang together and if you are single it can be a very lonesome day.......Thank goodness I have my health and can get in the car and go to a movie, shopping, out to eat or just for a nice drive when the weather is good, but it is still lonely. I like what Carl Burns said, "Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines, sail away from the safe harbor, catch the trade winds in your sails, explore, dream, discover." This is so true, I just hope I can stay in my boat, trust the wind and the sails and keep going, right into the sunset of my life. We were born alone and therefore will die alone and maybe these lonesome days I have are just preparing me for that time. However, I do have a wonderful family that care and keep me from staying lonely very long.

I Can Dream can't I?

Today as I peddled the bike at physical therapy for my knees, I was facing a big window that looked out toward the lake and could watch the airplanes come and go. It's Friday and another quiet, (boring) weekend is looming ahead of me. Every time I see an airplane it is my anchor for traveling somewhere, anywhere. Where to this time? At this point anywhere would be fun. If your going to dream, why not dream big? It's my life, my story so I can choose the scenero:

I fly to Dubai. I expected to be met by a tall, dark handsome man on a white stallion and be whisked off to his castle, but there was a big camel with a fancy saddle and a man in native dress. My prince said very little as he led my camel out to our hide-a-way. Isn't this exciting? I have never been to Dubai, but I did ride a camel once in Egypt. A wonderful big castle comes into view, fountains, flowers, birds, music, good smells. All that I dreamed it would be. When we arrive I was helped down off the camel and I enter this paradise of a place. The man takes off his robe and is all I expected him to be in his Colhan shoes, Armani suit, and polo shirt. Yes! We set by the pool and sip our drinks as we watch the sunset; Then his Lamborghini is driven up and we are off to an exciting night on the town......Just as I got to the interesting part of my day-dream the timer goes off and I am ushered off to a table to start my exercise routine, back to the real world. Oh well, it doesn't cost anything to dream..........and I may just finish this dream later!

So whats New?

Well it's house cleaning time again.........It gets a good cleaning twice a year when it's my turn to have bridge! Night bridge party is my favorite because you can light candles and keep the lights dimmed. You don't have to wash windows or dust the corners. But, day bridge means cleaning house and fixing lunch for 8 ladies. You know wash the windows, shampoo the rug, and wax the floor. Move everything when you dust, clean the bathroom and tightly lock the door to the office where you pile everything you wanted out of sight for the day. Bring up the card tables and chairs, put a leaf in the table and get out the nice cloths, dishes and silverware. Buy flowers and try to come up with a nummy lunch that doesn't look like all you did was make a trip to Costco for salad, rolls, desert and some kind of out-standing presentation to wow them. It is so embarrassing when they want the receipt and you have to pull out the empty plastic container that says Costco...........but after a couple of glasses of wine, everyone goes with the flow and we start getting caught up on whats new since last months club meeting. I love the girls and have been playing with the two groups since my children were small. It's nice to have friends to grow old with and people who would come even if they could barely get in and had a sack lunch. I think we just use bridge as an excuse to get together every month. It's been a busy day, but at least I have a clean house and can take the rest of the summer off. I might even win!

Happy Birthday Rob

Another June Birthday...........One of my favorite people. Rob is my first son-in-law and has always been there for anything I need.
He is a gourmet cook and I get lots of fun Sunday dinners at his house.

He was right there when I had a car wreck, he picked up and delivered my dinning room set when I ask him, the yard, the furnace the wiring, the computer, and you ought to see the wonderful tile job he did in my new kitchen, plus hook up my RR and my dish washer and my new ice maker. I know Rob will be there when I need him. We have had fun trips together when my two granddaughters graduated from college and I have been invited and am looking forward to one more next spring when Nicci graduates from Graduate School in Indiana. Yesterday was father's day and he is one of the best fathers in the world to his two daughters and one son....(my grandchildren). He backs them in all their life choices, even thought they might not be his. He encourages them to succeed and be the best they can be. He is proud of them and lets them know he loves them. When Tiff couldn't put her little dog to sleep last week, who did she call? Dad. And who was the one who went with her and held Goldie when she died? Dad. I had this kind of father and I only regret my three girls did not have this kind of father. One who is always there, who will listen and not judge and help them work out any problem. Robby I love you, Happy Birthday and I'm glad your in my family, you have a cute wife too!