I woke up this morning thinking about patterns and things in my life that keep repeating. I ended my day making different kinds of patterns. I went to an open house tonight. It’s a business that used to be in an old school but has now moved into the second floor of a local spa. I haven’t been to any of her events for a while, road construction made it such a pain to get there and back home. If I am going to totally be honest, the times never really meshed. If I have time to go home after work, it’s almost impossible to get me back out.

I expected to go in, check things out, say hi, maybe check out the spa below, and then get out of there. I was planning on getting home at the latest 6:30, I walked in the door at almost 7:30. I had no idea there would be hands on projects? I have always wanted to work with alcohol inks and tonight I got my chance. I can see how this would be addicting…

Next was the blacked out poetry station…this is a great project to quiet the mind. Wuthering Heights isn’t the best book to find light and fluffy words so I went with it. I’m not a poet…so judge lightly.I guess you really can’t read it from the picture. I will tell you just remember, like I said before, I am not a poet.

damn his soul!

acquainted with madness and moody crying.

I will see that owld place, I work to remember.

when compelled to and conjuring up my cookery bowl.

That’s what I turned page 145 of Wuthering Heights into. It’s not great but it was a fun first attempt. I would do both of these projects again.  I met some new people and ran into someone I met once at a journeying workshop. She had a lot to say…I think this falls under the blanket of synchronicity….

She is right…the Universe does provide BUT I think it is easier when you have a second income from a spouse. It’s harder for me because it’s just me…or maybe that’s just something I tell myself? I know things are changing and there are forces that I don’t understand at play here…but it’s still scary shit. I have no choice but to do the work and roll with it…

I guess the other pattern thought process I was working on,  isn’t what I needed to express today. Maybe tomorrow? Nothing like stirring up old woulds after a trip from the dentist….Zia

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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