As always, I love seeing through your eyes & your Wise Heart my sister.. (I too have been a long time clothesline lover!) You have deepened my appreciation for the Medicines of Watermelon~ & the shared voices of your family in your song opened my heart once more.. Shine On Bright Spirit~ Shine On.. 🌕
It's amazing how such a simple thing as hanging clothes on the line makes me feel so alive - the feel of fresh air and sunshine infused in fabric against my skin.
So good to see you embraced by the Land of Enchantment! We've switched regions but hopefully we'll find a place to meet up. I lived in Dulce for two years back in the late 1990's and experienced so much that some would call magic. For the Jicarilla it was simply 'life.' Grateful for that time and what they shared with me, taught me. Grateful for you! and so enjoy your posts here. Much love!
Thank you dear one, I have missed getting to see you and hope you will have a reason to make it back out here one of these days. You know the magic of which I write! And I am so glad to see your presence here on Substack. Your first post was needed and went straight to my heart.
This is so beautiful and mirrors what I have been feeling for several years about living simply, loving nature and the wonderful creatures that abound. I, too, live in New Mexico...it's my 3rd time here and, at 81, it will be my last time here. It is a magical place, with a peace that emanates from the land, the foliage, the. animals, and of course, the sunlight. I have always felt drawn to Native American culture and people. Once upon a time, a friend and I were at Indian Market in Santa Fe and I was admiring a beautiful Native American necklace. I asked about purchasing it and was told it was not for sale. I thanked the woman selling her handmade treasures, told her I understood, and began to walk away. She got up and said you may purchase it; it's called a Grandmother's necklace and I feel you should have it. Once I paid for it, she invited me and my friend to a meal in her home at Cochiti Pueblo. We accepted and were so lovingly welcomed into her home, I've never forgotten it. I still have that beautiful necklace and wear it on special occasions. I have recently begun to write on Substack and am enjoying it so much. Thank you for sharing your wisdom here.
Thank you Taru for sharing your beautiful Grandmother necklace story, what an honor. It will be my last time here in NM as well. And I love your Quirky Crone Chronicles! Especially your story When I Turned 60. What an inspiration - and miracle.
I love this. Thank you.
As always, I love seeing through your eyes & your Wise Heart my sister.. (I too have been a long time clothesline lover!) You have deepened my appreciation for the Medicines of Watermelon~ & the shared voices of your family in your song opened my heart once more.. Shine On Bright Spirit~ Shine On.. 🌕
It's amazing how such a simple thing as hanging clothes on the line makes me feel so alive - the feel of fresh air and sunshine infused in fabric against my skin.
So good to see you embraced by the Land of Enchantment! We've switched regions but hopefully we'll find a place to meet up. I lived in Dulce for two years back in the late 1990's and experienced so much that some would call magic. For the Jicarilla it was simply 'life.' Grateful for that time and what they shared with me, taught me. Grateful for you! and so enjoy your posts here. Much love!
Thank you dear one, I have missed getting to see you and hope you will have a reason to make it back out here one of these days. You know the magic of which I write! And I am so glad to see your presence here on Substack. Your first post was needed and went straight to my heart.
This is so beautiful and mirrors what I have been feeling for several years about living simply, loving nature and the wonderful creatures that abound. I, too, live in New Mexico...it's my 3rd time here and, at 81, it will be my last time here. It is a magical place, with a peace that emanates from the land, the foliage, the. animals, and of course, the sunlight. I have always felt drawn to Native American culture and people. Once upon a time, a friend and I were at Indian Market in Santa Fe and I was admiring a beautiful Native American necklace. I asked about purchasing it and was told it was not for sale. I thanked the woman selling her handmade treasures, told her I understood, and began to walk away. She got up and said you may purchase it; it's called a Grandmother's necklace and I feel you should have it. Once I paid for it, she invited me and my friend to a meal in her home at Cochiti Pueblo. We accepted and were so lovingly welcomed into her home, I've never forgotten it. I still have that beautiful necklace and wear it on special occasions. I have recently begun to write on Substack and am enjoying it so much. Thank you for sharing your wisdom here.
Thank you Taru for sharing your beautiful Grandmother necklace story, what an honor. It will be my last time here in NM as well. And I love your Quirky Crone Chronicles! Especially your story When I Turned 60. What an inspiration - and miracle.