Something about the enjoyment of writing brings me back to it at spring cleaning time, and as I took the time today to go through my frightening and copious fiber stash, I was reminded to make time for self nourishment in these other, simple ways. Somehow the time I've allotted for myself dwindles as things get busy, but the creation of an artistic ( Read more... )

I was once a journaler, chronicling my thoughts here quite often, as well as in paper journals. Then the paper journals won.

*pokes head into the room*

I started this in 2002. That feels like an eternity, several lifetimes ago.. or yesterday. Weird.

Having reasonably regular internet access again increases the likelihood of updates.

Later.-Me

Poof! Time going by at breakneck speed, as always. Suddenly February again, and I'm a year older and hopefully a tiny bit wiser ( Read more... )

My wonderful parents and sister have been looking after me and keeping me fed while I hole up a bit at home in Manchester, still working within myself at beginning to process the impact of Brian's loss as the shock makes way for disbelief and the whole gamut run of emotions ( Read more... )

It's been a good long while since I've bothered to update my personal journal, or crosspost my fiber entries from my aurora4242 journal, which is much more regularly updated, which is to say that I attempt an update once every few months. Due to this dearth of blogging, most new projects, things which are happening and musical gigs are being listed ( Read more... )

Moments of raw honesty can occasionally happen when one is engaged in the familiarity of practice. A split second's view from outside, and a rush of clear sight; a drop of sweat drips onto the yoga mat in practice, or a song carries me away in kirtan and suddenly my heart opens wide. Training and long habit tells us to force this down, especially ( Read more... )

So much going on in the world of fiber arts here in the woods. This season's dye experiments were lovely, and I'm looking forward to creating some incredible yarns with all the gorgeous naturally dyed wool braids taunting me from my fiber stash bins ( Read more... )

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I find that use of Facebook and occasional use of Twitter has supplanted my once copious blogging on LiveJournal, and I note this not out of any sense of brand loyalty, but as a look at how much I have enjoyed the longer form inherent in a blog post, and asking myself if the clipped postage stamp sized yet continuous status updates are as ( Read more... )