Tag: journey

  • All the feelings….

    All the feelings….

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    I went through a particularly bad spell in November where I had a mini breakdown at work while reading picture books. Nervous exhaustion meets quiet room.

  • So Much Happening

    So Much Happening

    All the time. It’s hard to find time. I finished my latest tapestry a few weeks ago. It came out really well.

  • The way

    The way

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    This is the way Forgiveness You have to forgive yourself If you want to be whole You are broken From trying to fit into a shape That is not yours You want to be whole Forgive yourself Love your heart Love your mistakes Love your despair Then work for your dreams and goals From your…

  • On Failure

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    So I’ve been thinking a lot about failure lately. About how it builds resilience and how good it is for human growth. And how most adults try to avoid it like the plague. I’ve read articles oriented toward business leaders, listened to people who have worked at Stanford’s d school, and have tried to embrace…

  • Even As

    Life throws challenge after challenge I am continuing to make progress. I don’t plan to finish it today, but I do plan to make some more progress. We’ll see what actually happens. Sometimes my plans don’t work out….

  • An Offering (for the canyon)

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    Tending my body in the wise woman’s house I watch my loose hair go down the drain In Santa Fe Two days previously I watched my hair strands blow from my fingers In Chaco Canyon

  • Soul Cleanse

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    You are a toxin That I need to release slowly Over time. Through tears and sweat And sweet, kind words To myself. Our son told me this morning That he thought that you had always Been mean to me. I will not Be the woman I hate to read about.

  • this is me being vulnerable

    A while ago, I re-posted a blog I wrote for the people I work with about resilience and vulnerability. So while I had the idea that this website and blog (Woven Bits) would mainly focus on my weaving and transitioning from my current profession to one of my own creation, the universe seems to be…

  • My Road

    I wrote this poem a very long time ago – I think it was in the year 1994. So, about 25 years ago. I liked it when I wrote it, but I liked it even better when I discovered that my friend liked it as well. It seems like a good poem to share here.…