too long of a while....

my ideas of having a fully functioning blog, for some reason, still alludes me. i read so many others, and wonder how they keep up on theirs so well. i find blogs so lovely. its as if sometimes, you are peeking in someone else's diary. i love that level of intimacy. its not on a regular basis that i would happen to talk about things that deep in a casual conversation with a friend on any given day.

so, thank goodness for blogs. they are one of those things that i just can't get enough of.

i feel so very alive in this moment. in the cycle of my awareness...it doesn't get much more intense than this. i think what triggers this, is my connection to creating things. seeing something beautiful coming from my hands makes me feel such a sense of purpose. this can translate into anything....sewing..crafting with the girls...a healthy marriage....and the most beautiful thing of all, my children. i think they are the most wonderful things i have ever created.

my sewing machine is speaking such inspiring words to me. feeling in tune with it, is...magical. sometimes i will sit and make things, and feel inept with managing the simplest things, and other times, i feel like everything that comes from it is gold.

i remember last summer having a good conversation with a new friend in my backyard who is a master of her medium. she spoke to me about redefining her artistic message. this began me on the path to finding mine. such a simple idea. everything you create, you are speaking through it. what am i trying to say with my items? are they speaking through the heart? and showcasing that in life which inspires me? i had never thought much about this. i just made things i felt were pleasing to the eye, but never felt much of owning them. this new lease on my creative journey, made me feel much more tied and involved in the things that i was making. which then made my items have much more purpose. since then, i have felt a oneness with my wares. its a direct translation of what i think is beautiful, and of the things that exist that move me.

another reason i have felt so good, is finding people to share the particular medium i work in. i have had times in the past, that i felt so archaic working with a sewing machine. i remember telling a few people that, yes, i did in fact stay home on a Saturday night and i sewed. not a whole lot of reactions from the people in my life may me feel supported. 'really? you know how to sew? who does that anymore?' but in the last 6 months i have met a whole new group of people that find that it is completely normal to own a sewing machine, and have the same passion as i do when it comes to creating things with it. i am so in LOVE with this moment. stumbling across this has seemed so monumental to me. the feeling of acceptance does wonders for my self esteem. having connections with people that share this love...just makes my heart super happy.

so, for all of these things, i feel that i am finding my creative voice. everyday i see something new that i try and translate into fabric. and each day, i engage in a solid, inspiring conversation with my sewing machine and new friends that make me feel so wonderful about it.

yay for my life right now.

yay for my sewing machine.