Sunday, April 17, 2011

oh, Mary

The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver

Sunday, March 13, 2011

my my my

I know I've got to be in the top 5 of all time worst bloggers.  I see there's still some readers popping in from time to time - thank you!  So much happens every week that I would like to share and I have so many ideas for posts but alas, they never seem to make it here.  Here is just a quick rundown of what's happened thus far in 2011, and the very end of 2010.  I love being able to look back at old posts and be reminded of things...I guess that's the main reason I keep doing this, that and the fact that I love the idea of connecting with others out in cyberspace.

*went to New Orleans over Christmas and visitied a couple of cool cemeteries.  Pics can be viewed on my facebook art page: . And I would love it if you would **like** me!
*my sister stayed with me over new year's and we had a party.  Hung out with precious friends, sang Taylor Swift songs and loved every minute of it.
*on New Year's Day me and my best friend were reunited via phone, and picked right back up where we had left off over 2 years ago.  LOVE YOU GIRL!!!

*I'm spending lots of time with friends, so much so that my art making has suffered.  I'm just going with the flow shows planned at all right now, think I'll just shoot for a couple in the fall maybe.  More focused on sewing than anything else, and having fun with that.  Been so inspired by this awesome woman .
*got a new serger, a new espresso maker, a new car
*went to TN in February to visit family and friends, some that go back from high school, which was OMG 26 years ago!  Too awesome for words. 
*Attended a chocolate festival while there with both my biological sister and soul sister.  Priceless! 
*Went to Vegas March 1st.  Took a Sally Jean class and learned how to make this:

*visited Red Rock Canyon.  pics will soon be posted on my FB page, and some are dressing up this post. 
*met a new friend who lives in Vegas and rocks! hi Tiffany!!!  speaking of new friends, I have met some awesome humans in the last few months.  LOVE that! 
*Scored some seriously cool skull bling at a shop at the Vegas airport.  Finding freaky shit excites me!

I gotta get off here and go get my sew on.
Peace and love ya'll!!

Monday, January 3, 2011

just for me

I came upon this Mary Oliver poem online and it soothed my soul.  I wanted to keep it someplace where I could find it easily, quickly.  And if it soothes someone else's soul, all the better.

Wild Geese

You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting--
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.

The Eve of 51

Just writing the title made me burst into tears.  Not for growing older...I'm thankful for every day in this lifetime.  Not for physical...