to be celebrated

to be celebrated

So far this week, I’m the first featured member of my darling witchy business community (Holisticism North Node) and have been absolutely showered with love.

I’m delighted every day to be in full swing of creating and launching Sewing is Magic. 

I’m giddy about teaching a mini-workshop on Saturday that I talked about here. 

And my dad called me yesterday for no reason other than to tell me what a great mom he thinks I am.

But today he called me as soon as he left the doctor to tell me he has cancer again. 

And I’ve been referred for an evaluation to confirm whether or not I have ADHD. I feel like it came out of the blue, but my therapist checked her notes and says she already brought it up to me twice this year. 

I made a mistake on a client’s test pattern which cost me an additional 12 hour day at work and a lot of embarrassment.

The radiology place that told me to come back to take a closer look at a lump in my breast won’t return my (3) calls.

My baby is a sophomore in high school and I’m surprised that I miss her while she’s gone all day, but my other kid is a postal carrier and has had my work route and comes to visit me for lunch.

To say that I’m experiencing a full spectrum of emotions each day is the truth. It’s also simply what it is to be human.

This human-ness isn’t always pleasant and it’s messy. There are tears almost every day; whether from sadness, or the joy of connection, or deep gratitude for witnessing beauty.

I’m going to go ahead and accept it all.

Ella has been trying to get me to read a series of books she has read multiple times.  I finally set aside some time to read the series last month. She thought I’d enjoy them, but I don't think she realized that I'd love these books so much. The world the author has created is textured, rich, and magical. I devoured 6 books so far, which is 2 and a half different series set in the same universe. I let myself stay up late reading until I couldn’t keep my eyes open and then cracked each book open over coffee in the morning again. I thought about the books during the day while I was sewing and dreamt about the fictional world at night. 

One distinct message really hit me in the gut. In that world, there are people who have special talents (like invention, working with the elements, and magic) but if they don’t use their powers - or if they hide them - they become weak or ill. When they do use their powers, they are filled up with life. Radiant and healthy.

It is such a beautiful metaphor for how to approach our own talents and interests in this world. 

What happens when we don’t fill ourselves up? 

How can we give from an empty cup? 

When we hold ourselves back or reject altogether doing what revs us up inside, does our inner light become dim? 

I see it in my life. Do you see it in yours?

This life is not all rosy, you know? Even when there’s so much joy. It’s not all bad, either. I know that the only way around the hard stuff is through it. 

Apologizing, learning, grieving, or doing nothing (ugh, that’s the worst, right?) along the way. 

Eventually, we live through it, and we get to celebrate again.

We get to be celebrated.

I have quite a few events coming up this month. Some are free or pay what you wish. One is an hour, another is a couple hours, and another is 4 weeks. (details below, if you're interested)

I’d love to see you so we can make or mend something together. So we can celebrate being human together. If you can’t join now, or don't want to, it's okay. Don’t worry. There will always be more opportunities to connect. In the meantime, please know how much I appreciate you.

I’d love to hear about what interests you, what lights you up, or makes you feel grateful to be human. Hit reply and let me know.