There they are... Loose.
But pinned. But Loosely. Still free to become. Or not. Each one with a story.
I just added freedom to the glossary, after reading and commenting on Deb's post.
Yesterday, I asked myself...
What if I just stitch them all together in no particular order?
I realized that is how I am moving forward as I try to gather all my teachings and ongoing ideas in one place. To make them useful. I suppose that is not much different than making a quilt. A blanket from scraps of self. The result of just going without worrying about art, beauty or plan. The willingness to make the best out of what's on hand. And then the simple beauty in that.
It's almost May, I am ready.
Thank you for the new inquiries for the Not Forever Zone. I am gathering my loose scraps of selves...
The teaching videos in the forever or un-forever zone are wonderful to have. They are a gift that helps us keep exercising our creativity muscles.
I’ve been embracing the piecing with what I have with no plan for awhile, and it is a big stress reliever for me to just go with whatever happens. 💙
Well I got a lotta loose scrap here, it might get kinda wild.🙃
Thinking about that song — “Freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose” and recalling a friend whose house was robbed of her inherited antiques and jewelry. First she was understandably upset and angry, then she said she felt free because she didn’t have to worry about that stuff anymore.
Life is a riddle.
a liquid puzzle
Sometimes you seem to talk in riddles, as I don’t have the history with you that others do. I honestly believe that intuition (seeming randomness) is more powerful than any plan you could come up with. Go with it! There are no coincidences. You may surprise yourself!
sometimes thoughts seem like riddles, 😂