Turtle is my own, my “totem” animal. I don’t know why, except that as a symbol it has always just come to me. What it represents — a creature who can protect itself — means everything, for my Turtle habits have shielded me many times. Its pace — slow and careful — means that I might take my time getting somewhere, but when I do, I’m ready for the next journey. I like to live on Turtle Time. Turtle is grounded, at home on earth but also in water. My strengths come from being at home there, too.
This is my little Zuni Turtle, brought to me by V at a time in my life when I couldn’t be like Turtle. I was scattered and uncomfortable and scared. That was a long time ago, though. She gave it to me, she said, because Turtle carries his home wherever he goes, as I always have.
This Turtle is the last of my favorite pair of earrings. I bought them when I was on the verge of knowing I could move somewhere-not-at-home. I wore them almost all the time, for many years, until one disappeared. I must not have needed the pair any longer.
Ah, Turtle. Slow and steady wins the race.
Warning: Sock Club Spoilage Ahead.
Sundara’s next Petals Collection shipment arrived today. Don’t look if you want to be surprised when yours arrives, but I can’t help it, I must share this color.
I’m trying to contain the Rhinebeck Frenzy. (Be like Turtle, Jane…) All I can think about is leaving work early on Friday, getting in the car with Judy and the R’s, laughing till we drop off to sleep, and then…
I can’t wait to see old friends, greet new ones, and discover treasures at every turn.