My younger brother, among many other things was a musician, so these well worn drumsticks hold a special place at my house in a little shrine with the Buddha and Ganesh. He was both a free and yet fragile spirit who loved his horses,-and the drums, to the beat of which he lived and traveled, spending time in the far east. The Buddha and a happy Ganesh went everywhere with him. Om mane padme hum.
“Though fire be mixed with my dust yet care I not, for now all is well with me”
“Oh Come ye back when summer’s in the meadow”