Yikes, and it's not over yet.

Key to my new studio.

Talk about a dramatic year.  And it still has over three months to go. 


I know I'm not the only one dealing with drama; Americans in general have their hands full with WAY too much drama at the moment--and given who is in the White House, it's bound to accelerate.  And alas, our drama tends to become the world's drama.


However, this isn't a post about politics.

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So far this year for me:

1. I closed on my first-ever home.  A crazy-making process for sure.
2. I packed like a crazy woman, clearing out the 800 square foot apartment in which I'd lived for 40 years. 
3. Then I moved 2 hours away, from a big city to a small town, where I only knew two people (a much-loved couple).  I left all my beloved city-friends behind.
4. Before and after the move, several close friends suffered major personal crises--either their own health crises, or else that of close friends.  And now most of them are over two hours away.
5. Two months later my friends here left for seven weeks on an annual vacation, and I broke my wrist about three hours after they drove off.
6. Well, that brought everything to a grinding halt!. So all unpacking ceased.
7. But...healing is now well underway, I can imagine getting back to textile work, and I feel ready to begin unpacking again.

Today I went to my new studio and picked up the key.  That should explain the photo above.  Very exciting.

I'm feeling concerned and hopeful for my dear friends, all of them--near and far.  Feeling impatient to get on with my altered life here.  Feeling concerned about the political scene locally and globally.  Feeling more concerned than ever about our fragile, beautiful planet.

If I weren't meditating daily...well, I don't want to think about it.

May we be safe. 
May we be healthy. 
May we find peace, and find compassion for each other. 
May we grow kinder.
May we care for our mother, the Earth.