Friday, December 8

Beadaholics Anonymous

I am exhausted this morning after a huuuuuuge day yesterday and needed to sleep in...

did I?

of course not - I have been out in the shed for the last 3 hours looking through box after box of crap trying to find my Bead Pattern Designer software because it has had a spack attack on my 'puter and I cannot continue with the beaded project I had in mund AAARRRGGGGG!

I did however find a few beading patterns I have not seen for a while and a wonderful little pattern for 3 dimensional whitch earrings - I am going to make a pair today to give to Raihn tomorrow when I see her at the cottage. They are so cute!!!!!!

I am allowed to bead ALLLLLLL day today because I worked all day and all night last night then did three hours of sorting crap this morning - I did actually sort as I looked and managed to condense 15 boxes into 2 boxes of files to store, 1 box of stuff to bring into the house and 8 boxes of rubbish - feels good it does!

Found this and thought I would share... wrote it in 2000

When I was a child I was captivated by tiny things.
I remeber vividly the tiny flowers hidden in our back lawn. No bigger than a lady beetle with 4 perfect petals. They were the colour of ruby grapefruit and formed the most beautiful carpet.
"They're just weeds!" was the response from everyone I showed them to, but they were always beautiful, no matter how much they were walked on or mowed down.
As an adult I can see that it is for that very reason that I loved them so much. Those tiny perfect flowers that no-one saw and everyone walked on, that they mowed down and disregarded as "just weeds".
They represented everything I felt about myself.
Loving those tiny flowers and seeing their tiny, resilliant beauty was my way of holding onto mine.
They embodied for me the hope that one day, someone would see me and see I was beautiful and not really bad after all.
I am constantly awed and amazed by the way we deal with adversity and at the way the mind and body of a child can be subjected to horrific abuse and still function as a seemingly normal person."

Have a wonderful day and remember to do something special just for you - you deserve it!

1 comment:

Kathie said...

Did you find your beading software while out in the shed?

Most exciting to find "forgotten" patterns to spark creative juices! T'was meant to happen this way!

~0~

We are not alone when we have been abused, I have come to understand that Our Divine Parents were right there with us protecting our Purity and Innocence.

Blessings,
Kathleen xOx