Another one of my Mother's Day gifts from Mike... look at this tote bag! I LOVE it! (The word attempt is scratched out. Even more perfection.)
Yesterday, I drove to my favorite bakery and picked up my favorite bread (only available on Tuesday mornings) and then I headed over to join up with ladies who love needlework at our new church. They call themselves "The Saucy Stitchers". Perfect name. Great stories. Everyone brings something to add to the lunch table, and one lady is the official joke teller-- she came with a printout of jokes.
After a few minutes of introductions, one stitcher said there was a table of fabrics she brought to give away. She looked at me in my spring green sweater with my yellow rose-covered blouse underneath, my wild tote bag filled with wild yarn colors, and my wild earrings; she walked over to the table and said "I think there's a big yellow piece of fabric that looks like you on the table." I followed her to see it...
she had me nailed in under ten minutes... I picked up the vintage '60s fabric and said, " ya got that one right." I admitted to being a bit of a wild child at times-- especially in the fabric, clothing, music, and politics department- (we won't go there.) And I told her to look out when I showed up in church wearing that yellow fabric made into a dress! ;) (I maybe only half-kidding here... hmm, what to make out of it? Such a delicious question, almost as yummy as that fabric and fresh bread.)
Got off to a good start stitching with the stitchers yesterday.I finished several rows on an afghan for our living room. It's going to have magenta, mustard yellow, dark red, and cream stripes also.... gotta be who you are, right? But shouldn't you be, if you are traveling along your own path? Gotta uncover, discover, dig and dig, take all the parts you find of yourself and stitch them together... because even if they don't look like they're going to match, they will. And it will be unique, and beautiful, and so very you... I remember in a conversation years ago with a former minister, blurting out the words-- I want my life to be seamless! I mean from out ot the blue I blurted that line... (I am a great blurter at times) but you know, I do still want my life to be seamless. And the funny thing is, that was years ago, in the middle of babies, and long before I had started sewing and crocheting again. Your heart knows the way, doesn't it?
So anyway, I looked at my new bag again this morning, and I couldn't quite remember the rest of the quote to follow your bliss. I looked it up:
Follow your bliss.
if you do follow your bliss,
you put yourself on a kind of track
that has been there all the while waiting fo you,
and the life you ought to be living
is the one you are living.
When you can see that,
you begin to meet people
who are in the field of your bliss,
and they open the doors to you.
I say, follow your bliss and don't be afraid,
and doors will open
where you didn't know they were going to be.
If you follow your bliss,
doors will open for you that wouldn't have opened for anyone else.
~Joseph Campbell
And then I found this quote too:
The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the Universe,
to match your nature with Nature.
~Joseph Campbell.
That one gave me goosebumps when I read it...
Thanks for the tote bag, honey. What a great line to put on a bag for the journey. You and Jo are so wise;)
xoKelly