I recently spoke at the Southwest Dowser’s Conference in Flagstaff, Arizona.  This was the intention of the visit.  The real purpose I found out was something else.  After speaking twice during this conference, I was invited to travel to the Hopi Indian Reservation about two hours away.  I have never spent any time on an Indian Reservation.  The closest I have gotten was driving through them in South Dakota, Arizona, New Mexico, Oklahoma and California.  They always seemed very barren, dry and uninviting.  They always seemed devoid of population.

Meet Ernie

After a dry landscape drive from Flagstaff, we arrived on the reservation at Ernie’s home and gallery.  I say gallery lightly.  It was really a trailer with a nondescript side building or trailer for storage.  There were a few stray dogs and sagging wooden stairs into the “gallery”.  Ernie was to be my guide for the rest of the …