and yet she strikes AGAIN!!

to carry the thread from my last post into this one a bit, i have another way to relate what i'm trying to say. and to be honest, i'm really not sure exactly what that is. but i have this fascination with trash, compost, the stuff i sweep into the dust pan, horse poop!. all these things that are often thrown out, but that if used in a way other than the dump, become gold! i mean, there are some things that i have yet to learn how to spin into gold, like our poop, or some plastics that aren't recyclable, or some forms of violence. but hey, there are some scientists in boulder who have figured out how to turn the carbon dioxide in the air, into baking soda. see what i mean, the 'waste' or byproducts we're all choking on, often have some crazy potential stored up in them. like cookies, or a cleaner bathtub! and i feel like i've intuitively known this for a long time, which is why i stare at the trash sometimes in a way that might look a little strange if someone saw me. or why i like to save every piece of scrap anything, because i feel its potential. and here is where i am making my leap, so i hope you can make it with me. the 'messy' and 'undesirable' parts of our days, that often get left out of our blogging, are for me, very rich parts. i see how they end up feeding the creativity for my own processes. the sparks i get that give me my initial momentum in a project, often come from a dark place. of course! and here are my loves, yin an yang. and sometimes it is so not obvious how any light is going to come from a dark situation, like george w's little (ha, couldn't have been much bigger) reign, and i really am not here proclaiming it all works out in the end. i am just noticing how much i love compost, and intense ugly messy energy (once i stop being afraid of it) that often brings about huge creative potential, and makes me feel like i just completed an epic journey, or a mini lsd trip. and for me, i really crave seeing how people get their lives to these incredibly creative and fulfilling places. sometimes, it may be genetically induced, but for a lot of us creatives, it takes a SH*T (which is potential gold, right?) load of work and determination, and getting up again and again from falls, and setbacks. and saging. and sweating. and crying. i just love hearing people's stories, of their own epic journeys. they are actually the most inspiring things of all for me. this is why i got so much out of the wizard of earthsea books. i just read them last year, and ursula k le guin is now my favorite author.

here is yesterday's compost run. beautiful.

here is my nettles brew. i've been drinking it a lot lately, to support me through this most recent dark phase, i mean, pms.

and here is a little piece of heaven i dabbled with yesterday. mmmmm. i had an hour with my sewing machine, and then....

a very special yoga class, where i was one of two students who showed up. we got such delicious attention and adjustments. i learned about prana, and apana, some yin~yang counterparts. yoga and nettles. and sewing, and compost. bickering with the husband first thing today. a whining toddler. everything. and now the husband telling me to hit publish and come on. ha.