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Good morning worlds

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Eye kan an fo lere mi, lere mi, o f'apa otun ba'le, O re gbongbongbon bi oko.

A bird twirls all over me, touching the ground with her right wing, and sounding as does the hoe when struck.

Eye kan an ba lere mi, lere mi, o f'apa otun ba'le, o re gbongbongbon bi ada.

The bird then perches on me, tapping the ground with her right wing, and sounding with the strength of a cutlass.

Bi alaworo - Òrìsà ba ji, a f'ada Òrìsà no'le, a ni "Òrìsà, e ji tabe o ji!"

When the chanter - priestess rises at dawn, she taps the earth with the Spirits cutlass saying. "Spirits, I want to know if you are awake and attentive on this day!"

This place is a museum

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Wooden Yemaya carving from Nigeria with brass and seed bead detailing. This carving is about a foot and a half tall and is very detailed, front and back. Pictured is the left side of her face.

Bubble wrapped two wooden carvings from Nigeria today. Yemaya and Ochun. I stopped and asked myself, “Are you ok? Are you well?” The answer is no. I’m not ok. We are in fire season here. Seems like that’s all I do these days is prepare for it. Doing my best to make sure we don’t loose everything. Can’t have all this stuff just sitting in this cabin though all the evacuations.

Besides packing up these things I’ve been restocking and topping off the Travel First Aid Kits. Might share in inventory of what I put in them. Meh. Gotta keep it movin’.