Event #68: Thursday, June 3, 2010

When I left for work today, I put all the things that she had “rearranged” the night before into a box on the dresser. That included the carved stone, the large heart and the small silver heart-charm. And then I added one thing. I went into my jewelry closet, and brought out a little turtle charm that I had left on the shelf in there. I put that in the box too with the other things on the dresser.

And now tonight, Bob tells me that there is another turtle on the dresser! It is, of course, not a real one, although that might not be that far fetched. It is a “stylized” turtle made by Nuttah. I will place a picture here in the morning, because it is just great. It is almost as if she thinks, “I see your turtle, and I raise you… my turtle”. Her turtle is made out of one of my beaded necklaces, the daisy-chain bracelet, 4 earrings as legs, and another earring as the tail. It IS a turtle. On the bureau. And she had to select and carry all that jewelry out of my jewelry closet in the bathroom and into the room. As Bob described it, “Joe is really freaked tonight”. I’ll bet he is! I can’t wait to get the picture. Tonight I did something else that I will have to explain tomorrow, as it is after midnight and I must get to bed. I finally did do that paper-doll thing I’d talked about before.

A Beautiful Turtle crafted from jewelry

So above is the little turtle display, and the angel that we have come to understand as Nuttah sits right in the center of the turtle. A green beaded necklace of mine is the body, the daisy-chain bracelet is the head, and 4 red/orange earrings are the legs, with a diamond-shaped earring with a flower in the center is the tail, all as above. It might not be obvious if you were just to glance at it, but given everything else, it is pretty clear that it is a turtle. The hearts and her stone figured into this display as well; and below I have included a wider view picture. On the far left circled in red are the 2 hearts, pointing towards Bob in the bed. The other smaller circle is her little carved stone, and then to the right of that is the turtle configuration. This is our “new” Craig’s list dresser with a fake marble top. It seems to make more of a “stage” than the last dresser we had.

Nuttah's "Angel" sits inside her "Turtle"

Before I left for work on Friday, I added my own version of the “necklace-turtle”. I used a turquoise beaded chain, a different diamond-shaped earring for the tail, a rubber band as the head, and 4 other earrings as legs. Also, I went downstairs to the computer and finally finished up the paper-doll characters I’d been working on. I took a template of an internet paper doll that I found – a boy and a girl – and I glued all of our faces to them from a picture that was taken of us at Christmas. The most recent one of all of us together. Basically, I made a little paper models of Bob, me, Kate and Stewie. Also, two wolves, and I found a really good picture of a sweat lodge, so I printed and used that as well. I made little paper stands, and then arranged our family on the dresser. The problem is, it’s been really hot lately, and when the A/C is not on, we have these 2 fans that blast air around the room; a window fan and a ceiling fan, and I couldn’t get the dolls to stay in place. I mulled over a solution, but it wasn’t until Monday that I implemented it.

Here is an email that I sent Bob the next morning, about the turtle:

I’m off to go photograph a turtle. Wobbles is going to be upset when I come out to the truck to get my camera and it’s not to get him. Turtle is quite cute by the way. Very original. I like the earrings she picked for the legs. And the diamond shaped earring for the tale… it’s funny to think of her looking over the choices on the jewelry door, picking them out and walking them over to the dresser and arranging them. I wish I’d been a fly on the wall. Or could see it through Joe’s eyes. Heh

Event #67: Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Another night of “small events”. Well, at least so it appears. I may find out tomorrow that Bob had another history lesson, which is a “large event”. When I came up tonight, some things had moved. The angel is on the corner of the dresser, looking at Bob, the silver heart-charm is upturned in front of her. The stone is now moved to Bob’s lamp base this time. I expect there might be more explanation of something tomorrow, like there was communication of some sort. I did notice later that one other thing had moved as well, and I had to ask Bob if he had done it. We have this miniature Oaxacan Rabbit carving in the bathroom, and it sat on a little shelf where I keep my toothbrush. And it was moved to the top of the medicine cabinet, between the 2 bathroom lamps. However, we both agreed that we like it better there.

I haven’t really addressed the language thing lately. For awhile there, I had been looking up Lenape phrases and words to try and translate on a pretty regular basis. But something has happened with the communication. The best I can understand it from what Bob says, is that he somehow understands the language as it’s being said to him when he is “THERE”. Then he comes back and he totally forgets the words in Lenape, just the ideas that were imparted are remembered. Also, when he goes “there”, he is now able to speak the language. This might have been possible every time he “went”, but he just didn’t know it or try it.

And the emails on June 3:
Did you have a visit last night? Well, I know you had a visit, just don’t know if it went beyond moving objects around. Last night, the angel sat on the edge of the bureau, the silver heart in front of her, and the stone was this time on your side of the bed, on the lamp base. Anything else?

And Bob’s reply: I know Nuttah was there last night. I understood she wanted to “take a walk” but she understood I was exhausted. She was there when you came up at about midnight. She was by the bed on my side. I wonder what she thinks of air conditioning?

And my reply to Bob: She was there, huh. Boy, I don’t get a sense of that when I walk in the room. I might have had it earlier when I came up when I first got home. The stuff was already moved by then, so she must have been around. But I didn’t have a sense of her later – at midnight. How long was she around, or did you fall asleep? Apparently the A/C doesn’t hinder her access!

Event #66: Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Well, yes, it’s been awhile. I will confess, we were both getting worried. Something happened, which I can’t really get into, and we thought we might have stopped the activity somehow. I kind of knew in some part of myself, that if all these events were as portrayed above, it would not just “end” like this. So we just waited.
I looked every night at the bureau; at the hearts and the stone and the angel, and nothing at all had changed. I put the daisy chain bracelet out; nothing. I was worried. Bob was worried. It’s been more than 10 days, the longest time between “events” yet. So tonight I was a little “heartened” (no pun intended) to find something on the bureau (and elsewhere) had changed. The first thing I noticed was that the stone was missing. The second thing was the daisy chain was formed into another heart. I screwed it up already. The angel was at a different angle. But WHERE was that special stone? My first thought was that she took it back. She had left it with Bob for safe-keeping and we hadn’t been totally safe with it (or so I thought). I looked around. It was not on Bob’s table. It was not on the bureau anywhere. I looked over at my bedside table. And there seemed to be something different on the base of my lamp. I couldn’t tell until I walked over there, but there it was: the stone – on the base of the lamp facing where I would be in the bed. Hmmmmmmmmm….

And here are the emails that went back and forth with us the next morning:
Bob to me:
I am not certain, but I think Nuttah may have been there last night. I was so exhausted I’m not sure if I was dreaming or if she was there. I hope she was actually, I am starting to worry. Just what I need, someone else to worry about.

And mine back to Bob:
Nuttah was there. She arranged the daisy chain into a heart, moved the angel a bit, and moved your special stone. At first I couldn’t find it, I was afraid that she may have taken it back with her because it was not on your bed side table. I looked around, and found it on the base of the lamp on my bedside table. I was getting kind of “worried” too, I guess is the word. Oh, one other thing that was amiss, and I wonder if you left it like this; the door at the top of the steps was closed tightly, as if the air conditioner was on. But the fans were on. Joe was with you.

And Bob’s email to me:
No, I didn’t close the door. That is not even easy to do, try it.
I’m glad she was at least there. I do worry about her. That is the only and most appropriate word.