Support someone's dream

The "roots of She"  is coming. A new blog that "tells the story of the female experience, in all of its shapes, sizes and forms. This is a safe space to talk about the wide range of experiences that women have, this is a space that will let other women know that they aren't alone, that no matter what, there is someone out there that knows what she is going through".-Kind Over Matter


One of their tribe is Darrah Parker, and she said this on her blog, a sentiment I agree with:

"If you don't purchase anything from me for whatever reason, that's totally cool! But I hope you will consider supporting other artists this season. This blog post is bigger than me. It's about standing up as artists and solopreneurs and not being afraid or ashamed to ask for what we need. I know I am not the only one out there trying to live their dreams and pay the bills, so do your small part and buy a CD, shop on Etsy, shop local, support someone's dream, or purchase something handmade this holiday season. You'll feel good about knowing where your money is going and the artist will be forever grateful."


We all need a little help, a little hand at our back, gently nudging us forward, toward our dreams. I know for me. I am looking for some little sign that I am on the right path....that pursuing my role as an artisan is not a far fetched dream, little more than a hobby, but maybe just maybe I am on the thresh-hold of of my new life. It is hard to "believe" some days, that something bigger is coming. I can only hope that these are my "signs"--finding others on the same path, other women who whose message to me is that "I am enough", to have hope, to "believe"...they know it is a scary path and yet they say go anyway. So I hope that is a sign. 


I need to find my way to the path, and if I am not on it, please point me in the right direction. Advise, guide, share your wisdom, critique, herd me to where I need to go....  

Message to Self: You are not late....

"It's never too late to become the 

person you might have been." 

- George Elliot 

It's Complicated...yes, it is....

Probably nothing is truer. It's complicated. It sure is.....

Maybe I should say I am complicated. A friend told me recently that one of the things I run up against is a person for whom everything is in a "box"---self-contained and not at all connected to anything else. So conversations are difficult. When I give examples, they get put into their own box, and can't be seen as small parts of a bigger whole.

For me, my life is big tangle ball of yarn...all connected, sometimes overlapping, sometimes close together, sometimes pulling out smoothly and sometimes knotted and tangled---but none the less "all connected".

Thats the way everything is inside me....all attached, all hinged, all growing together like a field of barnacles. My ideas, what excites me, all start with the same root and grow off in wild directions. They come in pictures, I can "see" how wonderful they could be. I am full of the "what if" and "we could" and "imagine it"---oh, it would be so cool. Can't you just see it?


I didn't dare say out loud for a long time....something I have daydreamed about, toyed with for more than 30 years---seeing my name followed by "artist/author". Poetry and prose, and journals. I always say that when I'm gone then my words will be found, words and art from my "tragic years", crazy folk art, and more.

I don't want to wait until then. I need this to be part of my life-TODAY. I need a new life, because this one is far too complicated. I need to be surrounded by people who can see outside the box, who are willing to embrace me and my tangled chain of life, feel enveloped by it. I need people with me who say, yes, do your thing and it'll be great. People who help me be more of who I am....

Fascination: My True Direction

http://jenlemen.com

I can't seem to get enough of Jen Lemen....I think she knows my heart. Her art inspires me to "believe", to not shake off the crumbs of my dreams, that they are not so outlandish.

"There is an unseen Life that dreams us.."oh, yes, I hope so. I feel as though I am standing at the edge, just out of the dark and into the shadows. I am waiting there looking in fascination at all the ideas that at are bubbling over, hatching and dragging their friends along. I am waiting there, wondering if I really have enough, wondering which path to take first, knowing now that you never could see the paths and I will go alone.

I am thankful that for many reflections the universe keeps offering, that remind me to trust, trust that it will be okay. I will be okay.

Thank you Jen for the gentle nudges and strength you have shared.

Missing You Thanksgiving Day Sale

Missing You 

in honor of those who can't be with us today, November 24, 2010.

Look Now....EVERYTHING is on sale.

http://www.etsyonsale.com/shop/ybcrazy