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The Drums, The Heartbeat


I've been doing the 100 Days of Happiness thing- where you record something you are happy about for 100 days. Yesterday (Day 13) was the Native American Pow Wow at Traders Village.
The place itself gives me the old childhood feels and memories of hanging out there with my Dad and sister. The Pow Wow itself is an entirely different good feel- spirits dancing on our Earth, connected to Nature and beyond. Yes it sounds very cosmic but that's what it is to me. The smell of sage, sweet grass and fry bread fills the air.


The tinkle of bells from the dancers costumes and the drums....the drums that call and lead you. You can hear them well after you leave. 

A walk through the market is a treasure trove of goods. I particularly like the art, handmade stuff and natural material items. And the people who are out- just down to Earth "folks". So nice to leave the pretension, hipster-y vibe of my own city and mill around with "just people being people". I felt like I was transported - somewhere else, somewhere better.

I wish I was going back today but WORK calls. But check it out if the drums are calling you Outside into your Natural State. Thats also one of the best things about the Pow Wow- it makes you hang out Outside and soak up some Vitamin D 🌞 

*Do try the Indian Tacos (if you're not vegetarian) from the InterTribal booth. Vegetarian? They have Fry Bread which is delicious!
*Drinks are cheapest from the vending machines...you may have to slink under some ropes to get to them but....just sayin.
*Bring your own water, its hot and water isnt cheap. Have fun, stay hydrated!


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