A mandala I doodled recently. Sometimes I get a bit lost in the journey between yesterday and tomorrow. My mind is usually a swirling mess of ideas, intentions, and memories and pinning down any one thought long enough to act on it can be a bit of a challenge for me. Nonetheless, I've decided to celebrate small victories like continuing this blog after a bit of a break. Daily writing is just not where I'm at right now, but things are still very much happening under the surfac

I had originally planned to make this post during the waxing crescent moon but we are now waxing gibbous, practically to the Super Full Beaver Moon in Taurus (chuckles immaturely to self). I've been too busy working steadily on my other intentions to write about what I'm doing, which is a very good problem to have. The waxing moon to me is about this slow grind, like the clicking of a roller coaster steadily climbing in preparation for the drop. It's a time of taking small st

I find that my energy, both physically and with regards to my enthusiasm towards a project, comes in waves. I am baffled by people who don't seem to need periods of rest after periods of activity, all I can speak to is my experience as someone with a wacky immune system (SLE). I have to really watch my balance of rest versus activity or I end up rather set back in the energy sector. The rest isn't entirely a waste of time, as this constant nagging guilt I'm working through wo

Making a wet felted cowl at the Manitoba Fibre Festival Making art is extremely cathartic for me. It allows me to process concepts and ideas in a way nothing else can. When I create, I am translating my thoughts, feelings, and experience into something that can be shared. The actual sharing, though, is sometimes an anxiety-provoking experience. When I create something which is an extension of my inner world it is as though I am putting every vulnerability out there for the ju

On this seemingly random - though intentionally chosen - Wednesday in October of 2025, I have decided to get back to blogging. When we first moved out to our new home in Manitoba in 2015, I had started a blog to share funny stories and life on our farm. So much life has transpired since those early, naive times. I wish there was some simple synopsis I could give that would bridge the gap from there to here, but I'll instead simply say welcome to this phase of my life and if y