The creative and spiritual journey of a (textile) recycler. . .

I have thought about starting a blog for a long time now. I just couldn’t seem to get started. I thought. . what would I say, what would I do and really . . . . . who would care.

Last year I had the great fortune to witness a ‘happening’. As a spouse at a reunion (I know, groan) I was both an observer and participant. This reunion was attended by some of the most creative and talented people on the face of the planet. Really, no exaggeration! But many were holding onto life long insecurities. They didn’t think they were talented enough and embarrassed to perform in front of each other for fear of . . who knows . . . finger pointing, whispers, laughter, ridicule of some sort for sure. Once it was revealed that many shared the same feelings, the healing began. And I was the lucky one. I got to witness it all and benefit as well.

So, the message is that we all think we are not good enough compared to someone else, but we are. Don’t let your fears and insecurities stop you. We can’t measure our own success by someone else’s talents.

This revelation and the kindness / support of strangers has propelled my creative journey to a place I had given up ever getting to. Tho I thought my creative juices were dried up forever, they have merely been reawakened. Many thanks to all involved in my process, including in-part . . Victoria B, Mrs. W., Charles Mc., Claudia H, Mary B, Cindy G, Sandy B, Traci B., Kat C, and my IAA family. So, thank you. I dedicate this blog to all of you!

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

A gift of trash

You may be asking where the recycling is on this blog (remember this blog is also about my journey) . . .  Well, I have a friend that saves lots of stuff for me. She always sets aside her . . .  well. . . trash for me. There is always something of great value to me. 

A few weeks ago I was wishing I had a piece of foam core to start a quilt. The next day I stopped by for an impromptu visit and she pulled out amongst other great stuff, a wonderful piece of cardboard asking if I could use it. It was just the perfect size. What a gift! I was so excited that I'm sure she thought I was crazy. 

Well, I may be crazy, but I built my bird quilt on that very piece of cardboard! So, thank you dear friend. I love recycling anything and everything. . .

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