I just happened to see that today marks my 500th post. It has meaning to me only in that it's a commitment I've come through on: keeping the blog going. Funny too, because after my last post, full of freedom and peace, I was hit yesterday with a wave of insecurity and doubt. And today I am somewhere between the two.
This is the place that, in the past, I might have found reason to leave. To stop the education of whatever "it" is. In this case, sewing. But it could be applied to anything, an emotional habit, even. The cure, of course, is to keep going through it. And I'm very committed to doing just that.
It is a good feeling to just keep going. Even if the mental blocks are there, however loud or quiet, they do seem to fade substantially when
Do you know what I mean? Very good then. Onward. Let the dishes sit for another couple hours while I try and more neatly handsew the backside of the binding. Again. Grrr. Damn it. Frick and frack (and the other f word). Deep breath.