This month I have learnt that my mind can move mountains….this poem was the beginning of what is term a fairly seismic few weeks. Next post will drill down but in the meantime… Have a look at this and start the ball rolling!
So, here I am, alive with the realisation that I am here. That it’s OK to say “I like it like this please” or I want to do this” but also anticipating push back when I do. I worry about that. So, let’s think about that for a while. I worry that I will be…
I have a confession to make, I have another love in my life. I have been working on another venture and this weekend it took flight. I am now the founder of an arts space here in Stitchopolis. Can you believe it?? Check it out here. Hope you like!
I look for a silver spoon To help the medicine go down The bitter taste sticks around And reminds me that Life is not all sugar It’s not so sweet at times. But then, sugar isn’t really sweet A history stained with tyranny and tears. Shielded by marketing and greed But it fixes the rancid…
so, it’s been almost 2 months since I posted….the longest I’ve even gone. Why? A plethora of reasons….bad meds, no energy, no time, too many projects, no imagination….oh dear. Well, I am a quilter not a quitter so I am back to have another go…I just need to re-shuffle the hand of cards life has dealt…