22/31 Days of being honest: themes
I’ve been writing about my basement–for a long time now–like years.
This time I’m not just moving and re-organizing–I’m moving stuff out and re-organizing how I think–not just about my load of cra precious memories, but the why of how I came here.
I’m not too proud to ask for help. I have found 2 friends that joyfully help me make tough choices and cheer me on–they comment about how skinny my arms were, how I don’t even look like the person I was 25 years ago–that struck me.
I’m not the person I was 25 years ago. I grew up into the person that I wanted to be–I just never got rid of things along the way. When I grew out of clothes, I kept them, when I grew out of a hobby/passion, I kept the stuff, I have gone from one creative passion to the next without purging.
As I was showing my friend the crochet rug that I made and still use–I explained how I dyed the fabric to be the perfect shade of yellow and how I dyed the purple in a ombre fashion by hanging it and letting the dye settle to one end . . . the amount of detail, time and energy I put into that rug was enormous. Thanks to Laura, the wonderful women who taught me how to make these rugs, I now have many still and have given many away. I would pour myself into each project.
I loved how it felt to create something that would be one of a kind.
I found this needle point kit–I never started this project. I love the saying. This project was buried among the other’s in the needle point graveyard!
this is from the 80’s. I loved doing cross stitch
I had totally forgotten that I had this project and somewhere between the 80’s and now I bought this:
I love this! It is in my bathroom and I read it everyday . . . .
Can you notice a theme here?
Tonight I have a MOM’S group over to talk about vision boards–this will be one of the examples that I will use.
I really do believe that the moments that matter most in life are the ones that you feel in your heart–I always say “it makes my heart sing” because for so long my heart didn’t sing.
What makes your heart sing?
And extra blessings to my friends who are so eager to help me without judgement.
Be Blessed.
I just linked up with
What makes my heart sing? Finding themes! So amazing how what we value, in the intangible part of life, follows us day after day. I can’t wait to hear more about the vision board adventure.
That’s the cross stitch that is in the hallway at Dad’s/Jim’s – I seem to recall that I gave the kit to June, and she asked someone to make it up for her. I think I might have framed it when it was done.
I love that cross stitch! I remember getting this at the old “Franks Nursery” in Arborland–I wonder if I bought it because I liked the other one so much, or did I like the saying or . . . did I just want what my Mom had?
Maybe I should have called this basement project–basement therapy!!!
Be Blessed.
My Aunt did lots of cross stitch and I still have some that she did and remind me of her (she passed away in 1994). I love how you realize how you shouldn’t be like you were 25 years ago, but it is hard to let go of past things. I kind of think your basement “surprises” were to be found so you could use them now…in a different way perhaps? Blessings to you this week.
Thanks–mid week is always busy but I can’t wait to get back to it–my vision is getting clearer!
Be Blessed.
It is hard to let go of stuff at times. I have sewing supplies in my basement for “some day.” I had stamping supplies for a long time just for that reason. We do change. Letting go of stuff is a way of recognizing that change.
Thanks for linking up to Motivation Monday! I love reading your very thoughtful posts every week.