Cold feet
I have cold feet right now, not because I am afraid or anything, but because I have no socks on and it is cold!
I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. Like how people make friends, why, and with whom. A lot is because of similar interests, values or accidents, like they live next door or you work with them.
Living with strangers is also an interesting thing and experiment.
Security vs adventure and intrigue has also been stimulating my brain and how to have each without the loss of the other. How to be mobel and keep a job or how to travel and still do art. It's a lot of shit to carry around!
I hve never considered myself a geek, but I am never happier than when I am learning or doing something new. Nature and being creative ranks high.
I just went to a Fiber Guild and met a bunch of women that are highly talented at weaving and knitting and spinning. I went because I have always wanted to spin and am heading for an experiment with Rachel of Rachel's Backyard Botanicals. So, why? And what am I going to do with this knowledge-don't know just like it-just interested! I won a raffel-some unspun wool and yarn a book and a Knitted pot holder.
Another interesting cross yer path thing was that a man had the most incredible attractive knitted sweater on-loved the design-he bought it in Ireland-hand made and since this whole sustainabilty and ecological thing has brought me to buy local made stuff or hand made stuff-stop supporting big manifactures and stuff made in China as much as posssible -I was intrigued. It is not new ideas for me -just that actions are deepening and I am investigating.
I have thought of many business ideas a lot of really good ones but every time I come to the realization of how hard it is to make something here and make a profit. Now the upper-middle class is whining about it and they are in a daze as to what is happening and didn't see it coming-but the ccountry folk, know their jobs went overseas and no-body seemed to care.
There is something in me besides making money that is driven to do something meaningful-but what? There is something in me that makes me want to travel and have a home base at the same time. There is something that wants community.
I am also thinking about the low self-esteem that lurks deep inside me and affects much still. It hides in there and attracts people that are not all that good for me and that take time to find the ways that they really are and I think some more toxic things and that at moments of vuneralbility make me too shy or too open.
I've been thinking about a lot of things lately. Like how people make friends, why, and with whom. A lot is because of similar interests, values or accidents, like they live next door or you work with them.
Living with strangers is also an interesting thing and experiment.
Security vs adventure and intrigue has also been stimulating my brain and how to have each without the loss of the other. How to be mobel and keep a job or how to travel and still do art. It's a lot of shit to carry around!
I hve never considered myself a geek, but I am never happier than when I am learning or doing something new. Nature and being creative ranks high.
I just went to a Fiber Guild and met a bunch of women that are highly talented at weaving and knitting and spinning. I went because I have always wanted to spin and am heading for an experiment with Rachel of Rachel's Backyard Botanicals. So, why? And what am I going to do with this knowledge-don't know just like it-just interested! I won a raffel-some unspun wool and yarn a book and a Knitted pot holder.
Another interesting cross yer path thing was that a man had the most incredible attractive knitted sweater on-loved the design-he bought it in Ireland-hand made and since this whole sustainabilty and ecological thing has brought me to buy local made stuff or hand made stuff-stop supporting big manifactures and stuff made in China as much as posssible -I was intrigued. It is not new ideas for me -just that actions are deepening and I am investigating.
I have thought of many business ideas a lot of really good ones but every time I come to the realization of how hard it is to make something here and make a profit. Now the upper-middle class is whining about it and they are in a daze as to what is happening and didn't see it coming-but the ccountry folk, know their jobs went overseas and no-body seemed to care.
There is something in me besides making money that is driven to do something meaningful-but what? There is something in me that makes me want to travel and have a home base at the same time. There is something that wants community.
I am also thinking about the low self-esteem that lurks deep inside me and affects much still. It hides in there and attracts people that are not all that good for me and that take time to find the ways that they really are and I think some more toxic things and that at moments of vuneralbility make me too shy or too open.