catching up

So life here has been very busy this summer. The Park is hopping and seems like I am too. There are so many changes taking place in my life right now and mostly for the good. Although they have not always seemed to be heading in a good directions, they have certainly been learning moments for me. This has been a year of great personal growth and it all started with the publishing of my book. While it has been on hold for a couple of months while that park has been busy, as we start to slow down here, it is starting to pick up momentum again. I have an author's night next thursday at Encore Books in W. Lebanon, NH. I am excited and nervous. I have connected with a lovely lady of like mind and tenatively made arrangements for her to come to the park next year and teach about herbs and some of their uses. Mabon is here and Halloween is just around the corner; and planning for the Haunted walk here at the park begins, shortly. In case I haven't mentioned it before I LOVE Halloween! As the nights begin to cool down campfires are more and more in my future. So I will try to post more often, just in case anyone is interested. Bright blessings and may you walk in light and love!

Weavings

There comes a time when you become so tangled in the threads of life that you can't find your way out. Then someone comes along who gently pulls the threads and untangles you and you can see the warp and begin weaving your life again. There will still be a bump in the fabric, but it simply adds texture and interest to the fabric that is your life. Sometimes these bumps are caused by great pain or emotional upheaval, and as much as they hurt when they are happening it is also a time with the potential for great growth. The weaving may change, we may tighten or loosen the threads as needed. We may even find that the pattern is changing, or new colors are added as old ones are run out. Sometimes we even cut some threads and add new ones, such is the artistry of our lives. While we may think that we know what the pattern of our lives will be, all we really know is that it is forever changing. And when we get caught up in the knowing and don't allow the changes, this is when we get tangled. I was just in such a tangle, by trying to hang on tightly to the threads of the past and not allowing new threads to join and worn out threads to end, I created such a tangle. While caught in the tangle, I couldn't find the threads that I needed to allow myself to smooth out the fabric of my life and the harder I tried, the tighter I pulled the threads and the more snarled the fabric became. Fortunately, I was aware that I was only making it worse and went to see someone who can see those threads and has the skill to untangle them, gently and with great love. I have been lucky enough to find a master weaver with great skill and such love in her heart. Then of course it is always easier to see the tangled threads if you are looking at it from farther away and not from the midst of the tangle. I have read that if a weaving is perfect it will anger the Gods and the will be consequences. While I am not sure that I totally believe such a thing I do wonder if we are given the imperfections in our weavings to help us realize that nothing is perfect and we should not expect it of ourselves either. Although I hate the tangles when they occur, how boring my life would be without them. These are teaching moments when I learn a new skill, how to handle a new thread, or appreciate a new color, or even to let go of a pattern that is no longer appropriate to my life and where I am going. Sometimes I even find an old pattern re-emerging into the new and re-connecting old threads, these a profound moments for me. However these are rare and I have learned that they won't always work out and sometimes need to be released from the weaving again. Sometimes it has become such a habit to weave that pattern, that it slips back in even though it is no longer a necessary part of the weaving. It has performed it's purpose and is no longer useful or necessary to the weaving as it is now. Just because it added beauty and color to the fabric at the time it was woven it is not necessarily going to look right or feel right now. And sometimes new patterns are only there for a short time. Just to add a spot of color or a touch of interest. They may only be a small part of your fabric before they are gone. Then I have to remember to thank them for the joy and color they brought and let them go, to move on with my weaving rather than trying to keep weaving them back into the fabric that they no longer work with. Sometimes they are just there for a short space to add a point of interest or a splash of color.