Creak went the door...

That's the sound the door to this wee blog space of mine made when I popped in to post this morning...just have not been in the bloggin' mood, apparently, for sometime.  As much as it is fun and creative to post and update and check in, it's also pretty nice to check out and let somethings just be.  

However, as I embark on a journey tomorrow to join with countless new friends in the green forested woods of Northern California, settling into 3 glorious days of creative bliss...I found myself missing this quiet little blog of mine.  

There are times when we need recharging and quiet time away from life to get some introspect on our own lives, what we are doing, where we are headed, what our goals are, how to get unstuck and remain balanced...those all sound quite nice to me about now, so I suppose this is a pretty ideal time for me to take flight (literally).  

Packing metal and art supplies, yoga mat, boots and hats has made me quite grateful and excited to have this opportunity...so here's to adventure, new journey's, connections and creativity!

Go gently kind ones.

Dishing it out...

Not sure about you, but my little counter space in the bathroom gets pretty cluttered with an array of earrings, necklaces, rings and such...this is despite my efforts to hang and put away my jewelry.  So here is a lovely solution, naturally formed, handmade jewelry dishes, these little beauties not only free up the clutter but add a certain style to that old countertop.  Hand formed and painted with silver and gold, stamped and sealed.  

Just what every gal needs...

In the shop now

 Sending merry and bright thoughts your way.

Circle running...

Do you ever feel like you run in circles?

Well, you are not alone my fine one...

Been a little absent from my blog space here lately, but sometimes since it doesn't really seem like there are too many awaiting my arrival, it gets hard to pop in and bring words of interest and inspiration when that is not always what is really, truly happening in this life....and who's reading anyways? Sometimes I'd like to ask 'Hey who are you and would you like to leave me a comment as you sip your tea and visit here?!'

But I suppose if you do not leave one it's because you're not up for comment chat, and well, that is just fine.

So in keeping with what seems to be a bit of a theme in my life these days, I have started a new line called 'Running in Circles'...and here is a sneaky peaky...I am in love with circles, with the raw and unevenness that is created when I hand forge metal and in the soft wrapping and simple design...

Listed soon in my wee shop

How do your circles run?

Happy Sunday you lovely one.

simple and everyday...

Each contact with a human being is so rare, so precious, one should preserve it.

Anais Nin

It is in the simple, everyday actions that we, at times,  get lost in, but which are so integral to our being, growth and hope...

this my friends, is the precious life we live everyday...

Eight years...

 Eight years ago today the world became such a brighter place, it was after some major hiccups and life altering experiences you can read a bit here...but wow, 8 years...time seems to slip by faster each year. 

The cliche is really very true that you must enjoy these little ones while they are little... I find myself missing that baby smell and little feet, the way he used to grin in his sleep or that deep giggle at the simplest gesture..

this past weekend was all about his special day with some buddies and lego building, nerf gun capture the flag,  even a piñata and just boys being boys...it was so great to see his excitement and happiness in all of the festivities.

 After he went down to sleep that night I took one last peek in at him and in the glow of the nightlight, I leaned in close to give him a kiss and my heart warmed to no end, as there as he lay wrapped in the Star Wars sheets that were his Dad's when he was a boy, this warm soul and sweet boy was grinning.

Life is good.

The great, not so great and the truth...

 In case you are not aware, my most talented and hard working husband is building me a 'shedio' (no that is not a word, but I have coined it and so it's mine)...this has been a great dream and labor of love, along with recycled, found, given and bought for such a steal, you would think that is what I did, materials...we are rounding the final turn...however, as exciting as it has all been to go through this process...

it has also been a not so great experience in the creative dabblings realm. 

Not sure why, but for some reason I have put all endeavors with hammer, brushes, paints, canvas, journals, well you get it...on hold.

Why this is, I am not sure...am I holding out till I 'move in'? Am I waiting for the floods to open when I enter this new space? Clutter makes a hard creative companion and so the clutter of getting all my 'stuff' ready to move has rendered me immobile...and well, that is a frustrating place to be.

 the view from my shedio door and window (to be) 

 So, today, I decided to let it go...let it be, it will come...and that is the bottom line, the honest truth my lovely ones...if you push too hard I believe you will just topple and fall...step back, take a breath, steady your step and you will be ready to move on strong.  

That's that.  How you doing over there you bright shining soul?

dusting off...

random ponderings...

'Art washes away from the soul the dust of everyday life'

~Pablo Picasso

ain't that the truth my friends?....

how you doing over there?

 yes...you divine one?