This is the second time my son and I have spent the day driving around the island delivering empty mason jars to our partner drop locations for the latest puka drive. Launching the Puka Drive is always an exciting day - lots of motion, social media is pumping, positive energy exchanges all around.
This is the second time my heart starts racing at the end of the long day going… “what if it doesn’t work? What if the jars are still empty when I return!?”. Visions of empty mason jars dance in my head.
Then I snap out of this unwanted thought train and refocus. I see hands of all shapes, colors, and sizes dropping pukas shells into the jars. I hear the pukas clank as they fall into the glass. I feel the feels of people doing something meaningful for someone else. And my heart continues to race, but instead of with doubt and fear, it races with excitement and trust.
And two weeks later, I return to pick up the jars. And voila! So many pukas from the hands and hearts of our islands people. Lots of tiny ones for Naia’s necklace and some big honking beauties for Sonya’s Wonder Woman Mama Necklace.
The mana is literally tangible. I feel so lucky to handle these raw love tokens and bring them together to create wearable love and healing.