life in the fast lane

Waiting for pumpkin pie to bake.
It's just what I needed while relaxing at home after a profound encounter with thuja plicata. The great Western Red Cedar. Mother of all trees in the Pacific NW.

Much unlike by big brother who just won (another) national sit ski race. He's in his big push to prepare for the Olympics coming up in Vancouver. Chris Klebl

Where does my fast lane lead me? Deep into the crevasses of my soul as I listen to the wisdom of the plants.
There is in me this desire:" I want to be a healer!" It's been there for many years and I'm still figuring out exactly how it's going to live itself out. Somewhere between Reiki and herbalism. Working with the body - mind - soul and our relations with each other and the earth. Somewhere in there is a profound transformation waiting for all of us and life as we know it. Somehow I will weave the bits of my spirit consciously into this dance and if I can I'll try to weave yours in too (if that's what you want).

Spinning

It's been a year since I last posted here.
I've been busy, apparently.

Now I'm envious of other people's amazing blogs full of all their work and adventures and have decided that perhaps it's time for me to do a little writing and reworking.

And then to take some photos of my spinning and knitting and weaving. Too bad I just gave away my most recent project to Jelli. Matching orange skirt and arm warmers for her doll.




I finally finished the third skein of brown Alpaca, that I started at least 2 years ago.
And now I'm working on some dyed cotton to make myself my very own first pair of socks. Joshua and V have each gotten 2 pairs already.