sometimes it's little, unexpected things about my day that make it so amazing, like blow-drying my son's extra long hair that he refuses to cut, while he holds our mini macaw, who also gets a blow dry + decides to flip backward suddenly on griff's finger, a move that makes griffin giggle like mad. and life slows down suddenly and there is nothing more important than this moment with the blow drying of hair + feathers and the listening to that laughter. it's the most precious moment of the whole day. i want to put it in my pocket and hold onto it forever.
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spring soulodge registration is open. i just wanted to share that. i am a big soulodge fan, having signed up for 3 sessions at this point, i think. i started my love of e-courses with susannah conway's unravelling, (a tremendous experience - highly recommend it) and ended up at soulodge via squam and i keep finding myself re-registering into soulodge every season. it keeps me awake. offers me ways of continuing to dive deeper and look more closely and also just to be present + more aware + conscious. check it out.
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randomly, i have finished the purl bee cowl. do you hear the band playing just for me? it is celebrating another project completed (i think my husband may have hired that band). the cowl is soft and pretty and i am very happy.
i am intent on finishing things this year. i am tidying up the wip's lying around the house + deciding what's worth finishing + what's not. and getting rid of what's not. every completed project gives me a small surge of adrenaline. it's like secretly getting a gold star or having a band play just for you. a small audience cheering + shouting "yay!!!".
i have a million excuses for not finishing things. every one of them perfectly just. they are brilliant, plausible excuses. they are. but i am tired of them. i am tired of making them. i am not going to play that game any more. i don't know what deeply buried fear or pattern or habit is preventing me from finishing projects and keeping them piled about the house. i don't know what is inspiring me to waste precious moments coming up with excuses that don't really amount to anything, because, let's face it. we all know an excuse when we see one, even if we pretend to accept it and say "oh yes, i totally get it. that makes complete sense why that nearly finished blanket has been sitting in the corner for five years, gathering dust", all the while knowing it's malarky.
but i am choosing to let go of that and push through whatever it is and complete things.
and i finished that cowl. so there.
my next project in line for finishing is a set of woodland sprites that's been sitting around for a couple of years. embarrassing, but true. i started them two years ago for the school's silent auction and never completed them and they sat in a bag for two years.
well, i am happy to say that they are nearly done. this year's auction is march 10th and i have only to complete their little woodland hats and finish their faces and they will be off to the auction. bliss. band blowing horns. gold stars pasted all over my forehead. big gooey smile on my face.
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