Dearest Needleworking Friends, This is a quiet moment nearing the end of the daylight, and so @vincentnijman and I are slowing down following a rather stimulating day (to say the least)… A wee cat is fighting

Are we all not connected in instincts, urges, and desires that easily meet the eye? And below the surface, do the pieces that make up each of us up not resemble one another endlessly, like fractals of

Dearest Needleworking and Hive Friends! We have had a week of much upheaval, AGAIN, with a B&B stay to get respite from our crazy rental house, and then having to move back in when it began to rain

the importance of walking as a meditation, and as a means of grounding a vision: stepping into a dream with *real steps*

A tug of war is what it feels. As I am sitting here on my bed wide awake at 5 in the morning, silence is what I hear. A nagging discomfort to my left shoulder is keeping me awake. A nagging discomfort

I’m so intrigued as to how Life will evolve now. And I have no expectation, other than knowing it will work out beauti..

A strange few minutes ensued where I felt the imminent presence of this man, but wondering where on earth he could be...