I love your story of the salmon prayer beads. I live in a land of salmon on the westcoast of Canada. Most of the salmon streams around this part of Vancouver had been buried until recently when groups of Streamkeepers have been daylighting steams and seeding them with salmon fry. One stream close to me had 90 salmon come back last year! I hadn't heard of making beads out of their vertebrae - need to do some research. Thanks.
I think I remember Robin Wall Kimmerer describing folks lighting torches as they welcomed the salmon home (I don’t remember the details), then I read of a similar ritual in Scotland (need to track down the details).
Love this! I’ve never heard of salmon prayer beads and will be buying some from you 🧡. I will also research prayers because I know three Christian ones (raised Catholic) but want to explore more female centered prayer🧡✨
Oh, I love this. I have long been connected to salmon through my grandfather, who was a subsistence fisherman. I am enamoured by your line: “There is something holy about making prayer beads from a fish whose entire life is a call of pilgrimage.”
This is a beautiful way to name what the salmon already embodies — movement toward origin and devotion written into the body. I am also thinking about how that the fish has long been a symbol of wisdom in older stories. To pray on bones that once held both pilgrimage and wisdom seems non-accidental. I wonder if the wearer felt that — or simply sensed it in their hands?
I love your story of the salmon prayer beads. I live in a land of salmon on the westcoast of Canada. Most of the salmon streams around this part of Vancouver had been buried until recently when groups of Streamkeepers have been daylighting steams and seeding them with salmon fry. One stream close to me had 90 salmon come back last year! I hadn't heard of making beads out of their vertebrae - need to do some research. Thanks.
I think I remember Robin Wall Kimmerer describing folks lighting torches as they welcomed the salmon home (I don’t remember the details), then I read of a similar ritual in Scotland (need to track down the details).
i love picturing the salmon beads
So very cool.
love this too! Honouring the Salmon. May they return in numbers to the rivers. May we call them home.
Love this! I’ve never heard of salmon prayer beads and will be buying some from you 🧡. I will also research prayers because I know three Christian ones (raised Catholic) but want to explore more female centered prayer🧡✨
These are very ancient salmon bone beads, mine are more stone than bone
I love yours- trying to make a choice now! And the grief doll is beautiful 🧡
Oh, I love this. I have long been connected to salmon through my grandfather, who was a subsistence fisherman. I am enamoured by your line: “There is something holy about making prayer beads from a fish whose entire life is a call of pilgrimage.”
This is a beautiful way to name what the salmon already embodies — movement toward origin and devotion written into the body. I am also thinking about how that the fish has long been a symbol of wisdom in older stories. To pray on bones that once held both pilgrimage and wisdom seems non-accidental. I wonder if the wearer felt that — or simply sensed it in their hands?