Today was Dia de los Muertos, the Day of the Dead. On this day, as I understand, it is customary to erect an altar to lost loved ones and on it place things that they loved. The fane that I chose to construct -- in the memory of my father -- is this drawing.
Kokopelli was not unlike a patron saint to my Dad. So much so that he even carved stone icons of him. On my desk right now is one of his petroglyphs, the Nativity. In this carving, a star stands above the Radiant Child who is surrounded by animals and an angel. Three Kokopellis represent the Magi. This simple object is one of my most cherished treasures.
I miss him.