New venture.

Got a shop space. Putting the deposit in today. Work space with store front. I'm good. This should prove to be interesting and a great thing 

It will have the dawnie decorating done and door opened by October 1.  

Workin them Angels

Currently looking at spaces for an office and workshop. Have to be set up by October 1. Wish me luck! Fingers crossed! 

Taking the steps

So. I'm totally jazzed to be in the works for a studio in the Dover mills. It's going to be a financial commitment but I can do it. My hopes are that my work space will be well received and attended and supported. I will have open hours where people can come purchase as well as hours just for me to create and relax and be inspred. 

Tony has been super supportive of my goals and I am so lucky for that. I think he is the gem of he male world. Sure we have things that annoy one another but all in all at the end of the day we go to bed happy and loving. 

It's flipping hot here. Blech. 

Oh. And the Fae have been into the lilacs under the hemlock trees of course. 

Seems that...

After a while it seems we fall into our own shoes.  That things that once frightened us, things once needing approval- are no longer a bother. After time we realize and come to comfortably understand that this life is ours. No matter of people's judgement or actions. We paddle on in the birch canoe experiencing what we choose to turn our attention to, as we float past, in the rivers own tide. Time and days and life. Things occur and we hopefully gain experience and collect memories. 

Choice. All choice. 

So much

Life is getting more like mine. Old things are revisiting. New things are enlightening. 

I've been listening to Nahko and Medicine for the People. It's been a long time since I have come across something that has sung to my soul like they do. It's an amazing balance of the sharp and the ligh parts of soul I understand so much. A warrior who gives all. 

I've also been reading the Daughter Of the Forest series. Perfect. 

I am remembering my wild side. My tribal part. My wildness. It's so good. 

And the other half of my wild young self has returned to my life to inspire me to remember who I am. 

'I will learn to be peaceful but I keep my knife at my side'

Blessings from hard work

Cabbing.  

New Hampshire. 

Driving welfare moms and drug addicts to appointments. 

Not what I expected. But it's doing what it was intended to do. 

Soon- very soon- studio. Paints. Candle making. Tinkering. Music and coffee. Friends. Soon. Very soon. 

Drive

So I drive cab now in New Hampshire.  I run pretty low end routes. I see addicts and welfare moms all day long. Broken people, lazy people and the poor. 

I, maybe once a day, get to interact with good people. Someone who is happy, who has a good shot at life. I like those times.  

I am on a path. I am working to accomplish a goal with Tony and then j will work on my personal goals. 

They are always the same- creation and art, and a home. 

Get a studio and work my way out of working for others and into working for myself.  

Also my vigilanty self has a rather big mouth and I hope to not continue to spout off when I'm mad. Or maybe I'm supposed to. I don't know really. 

Anyways. Onward