The concept or theory of Karma developed and evolved over centuries, and as it turns out, is complicated and not easily not completely understood. Karma begins with questions about how and why we exist and what happens upon the event of our non- existence.
Ancient Greek philosophers discussed the "Metempsychosis" or transmigration of the soul as the path to reincarnation or "reuniting with the flesh." According to Buddhist tradition, it was the Buddha who first formulated the doctrine of Karma in relation to the law of moral causation and karmaphala, the fruits or results or our life paths, as a way out of "samsara,"...and then things got complicated.
What Goes Around Comes Around.
I started Karma Carriers because I intended to make urns for cremated ashes or loved ones and pets.
The idea occurred to me after my favorite toy poodle's ashes came to me in a plain wooden box. Puppy (a not so creative name, I admit) was a bright, happy soul with a boundless curiosity and bravado. The wooden box just wasn't her. So I crafted a little hedgehog figuine with paper mache then handpainted designs for a happier urn. She rests on the shelf and watches us watch TV and other daily activities, just as in life.
Haven't felt much inspiration ever since my Karma Cat was taken in November 2016.
We had just stepped out for a doctor's appointment. She was home when we left and gone forever 3 hours later. She had come to me at 6 months old in need of life saving surgery to spay and remove a painful ovarian cyst. Her front fang was also broken and had to be removed.
Coincidently, rwo days prior we had adopted a 6 week kitten. The two had not met before and it was love on first sight the instant Karma Cat came home. She beame the kittens mother in every way possible. Protector, teacher, champion. She allowed the kitten to nurse even though she had no milk. It was a comfort deal.
Karma Cat would bring home grasshoppers and June bugs to teach the kitten how to hunt and kill prey. After weaninng the pair would team hunt for rats infesting the neighborhood. Up until her disappearance Karma Cat was bringing home all sorts of presents for the kitten, bugs, dried fruit...
I have't been up to setting up the out door craft shop since she disappeared.
She was my art critic (she would walk across wet paint if a statue was going all wrong), my best friend, my confidant and she always reminded me when it was break time...to pet a cat. I don't know which was more satisfying making the crafts or enjoying her conversational antics more intensly than the average feline to human chat. Still trying to figure the Karma on this and which way it will go, just want to believe my Karma Cat is in loving, albiet theiving, hands.