vision boards

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way back in 1999, my stepdaughter got me Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort of Joy by Sarah Ban Breathnach for christmas— i don’t remember too much about the book except that it lead me to my first experience of collaging as a way of gaining personal insight

over several years after receiving that gift, i made a number of large and complex collages revealing the enormous changes and upheavals that massive tectonic shifts in my subconscious and spiritual experience were forcing to the surface

some years later, in 2008, i became a trained facilitator in soulcollage, a method of creating a personal deck of “divination cards” using collage, developed by seena frost— the soulcollage tag line is “discover your wisdom, change your world”— i liked thinking of it as a process of “re-wholing” myself as the images and insights from the cards revealed buried, misused, misunderstood, shunned or imprisoned parts of who i was— i especially liked the way seena explained “shadow energy” as being an imbalance when a part of who we are is either over- or under-functioning to the detriment of our whole self

in 2014 i began making vision boards each new year, with different sets of women

last year it didn’t happen with all the displacement and disruption with the pandemic/wildfire events

this year i hosted a few women at my studio and we made vision boards!!— it was wonderful to hold the kind of sacred and supportive space where we can witness each other and work on self inquiry

the sunlight streamed in the window and the cuckoo clock gently ticked as we flipped through magazines and gathered the images our hearts, minds and souls called for to speak their truth and wisdom, and those images constellated into a beautiful and powerful whole

i would love to host more workshops as our covid circumstances and comfort levels allow

you can contact me with the form on the contact page if you are interested in hosting me for a vision board or soulcollage workshop

ready and waiting for creative expression and supportive sharing

my first post for 2022

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right after my last post i set out for oregon— it was my first road trip since i went down south in september— gas prices were definitely eye-popping— they were better in oregon but not as much better as they were when i was there last fall during my wildfire evacuation

i got to do a puppet show birthday party on my way north!— it was so wonderful to be sitting in a park with my story basket and a small crowd of wide-eyed children sitting on a blanket in front of me, while i cast the magic of the puppets and the tale of “Bella Bluebird’s Birthday” over the scene

then i made a pilgrimage to stone mountain and daughter fabrics in berkeley!— i discovered them through instagram i think, way back at the beginning of the pandemic— where they suggest other sites to follow since you follow someone else— i loved the vibe that came through their website and especially their very personal customer service

it was actually hard to be back in the place that i was displaced to after the wildfires

i wasn’t expecting that— i was really looking forward to being back at my friends land on the row river, hiking around dorena lake, and exploring more of cottage grove and eugene

i was looking forward to elegant elephant berry pie and the local farmers market and the poet peddler

and i did love all those things— but it made me aware of the difference between familiar and comfortable, between place and belonging, between expectation and experience

i discovered the eugene textile center and taught a wet felting class

i discovered the ashland fiber arts collective and sent an email suggesting a guest artist class in the future

i discovered natalies amazing croissants and bought a dozen (6 regular and 6 cheese) to take home with me

i am not sure when my next road trip will be— maybe in the spring— or summer??— depending on covid and gas prices and what i can line up in terms of work

meanwhile i’m feeling comfortable in the rhythm of my life right now— i feel a sense of belonging here at 17th avenue studios— and i am experiencing a process of carving out a new life for myself unlike anything i could ever have imagined

dorena lake from the harms park parking area— a favorite spot to hang out with my vardo door open to the view

i finally found a 2021 lucky penny!

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a few months ago i saw some fabric and just had to buy some it was so beautiful

i didn’t really know what i was going to do with it but soon my ideas were flowing

i love creating “collages” with lots of things, including fabric— combining the colors, textures, themes and feeling quality of the different prints is so satisfying

at some point during the garment construction i noticed the small coppery circles in the floral design and i got the idea for this to be my lucky penny dress

i have collected lucky pennies for years and have a really big container of them— when i find one i like to think of it as a message from my higher self or a loved one that has crossed over, especially my animal allies

i decided i would create a whole storytelling event from this dress on the theme of luck and fate

i will make a storytelling “collage” with short child length tales and rhymes, songs and finger plays along with a longer, more mature story

i made a penny pouch so i can hand out lucky pennies at the end of the storytelling!

next i have to drill holes in all the pennies i have for each year of my life— i’m sewing birth-21 years around the neckline and the rest around the hem

i have been missing 2 pennies, my birth year and 2021

now just one penny to go!— and i’m gonna feel really lucky when i find it!

find a penny, pick it up, and all day long you’ll have good luck!

first friday at the studios

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thanks to the energy and devotion of some of my fellow artists an open first friday event is happening at 17th avenue!— friday november 5th is the first one, 5pm-8:30pm

it’s been a long time since i hosted my sweet first friday events with a simple puppet show and crafting session following

this first friday i will be telling my story of how my traveling puppet theater came to be!— and you can have a peek inside, time permitting

hope to see some of you :)

i will most likely be parked by building 4— but i am hard to miss wherever i am!

ultimate manland!

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friday i received a very distracting text— this is the best explanation i have for what happened after that because everything seemed ok till it wasn’t!!

i went to whole foods and bought groceries, then stopped next door at cvs

i was meeting some friends at lunchtime and hurriedly put my groceries away

after our lunch hour gathering, i went to best buy to get a new phone charger cord, then to drop off my recycling at grey bears, then headed to walt’s to talk about a couple things i need his genius for in my kitchen— walt is the amazing fix it magician who comes up with the solutions and the know how to make what i want to get my vardo perfect!

at some point after lunch while i was on the road i heard it— the noise in the back

when i got to walt’s shoppe and opened the door to my vardo i found two of my drawers open and the wooden stop in between them was ripped out and in pieces on the floor

i am not sure exactly what happened— did i overload the bottom drawer with my cranberry juice and case of sparkling water?— did i forget to close the drawers??— did the safety latch fail???

what ever the reason, i now had to perform a repair— thank goodness i was right there at walt’s shoppe and he made me a new crosspiece of much stronger wood in a jiffy! 

i was confident if not discouraged at first, since a drawer disaster has already happened to me— but then as i was screwing in the last screw for the latches on the new piece of wood the screw head came off!— i tried to get the stem out but eventually walt had to save the day with his super duper pliers

this happened 3 more times!— then i had to get some better screws from walt

then the way the original crosspiece was installed ended up to be impossibly difficult for me to repeat so walt came up with a better, stronger, much simpler install method

so now my drawers are fixed and i got to hang out for a little while in ultimate manland!

i was really kind of shaken up by the whole 5 hour ordeal and called a friend for some reassurance

did you learn anything? she wanted to know— and right away i said yes!!!— i can’t do this alone!

even if i am living and traveling solo i still need my tribe of people to help me over the rough spots

i am so grateful for my tribe!!

and this isn’t even the half of it!!

i love ‘to do’ lists!

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i make one every morning, often carrying over stuff from the day before— it’s so satisfying at the end of the day to see all the x’s by everything i accomplished

i’m reassured to see my lists growing and getting more complex— after the fires, for a long time i didn’t make my lists— i was too shell shocked and depressed

today i made some plans for my november road trip north to oregon— i decided i am going to make the short side trip to see crater lake!

i did other “officey” stuff in the morning then went to my puppet studio and did “crafty” stuff all afternoon

i worked on a denim kitchen smock— i have some curtains from our big house that we had and i’m removing the lining and using the fabric to make light blocking window covers, backings for my bench pillows, the smock, and some coveralls

merchant and mills just came out with a cool coverall— the thelma— and it’s perfect for my denim!— the pattern calls for a button placket but i’m going to make it with a zipper instead

i sewed some loops for hanging onto a bath rug and a couple towels

and i wet felted a caddy for my dish soap and lotion!

i also organized my recycling and painted the front edge of my toaster oven cubby the same green as my cabinets

tomorrow i’m going to meet with walt to see about two projects i’m hoping he can design for me— a tea kettle holder and a hand vac caddy

everything needs a secure, dedicated spot— that makes tiny living so much more convenient!

for the form i used half a strawberry clamshell

letting go

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i sold my corolla yesterday

it was another big step in transitioning to fulltime life in my vardo

it was hard for me to think about letting it go because it was so connected with my sweet girl shadow who i lost last year not that long before the wildfire evacuations

i could still find some of her black hairs in between the seats sometimes

but it went to a good new home so that made the transition easier

i’ve had to do so much letting go these last few years— i want to be able to say i’m feeling lighter, freer but lots of times i just feel sad

i saw my friend jennifer on saturday— she stopped by my puppet studio with her sister to drop off some laundry bags i left at her house when i was visiting in los osos

she has been studying an interesting chinese number reading system for life patterns

she gave me a bit of info about what is coming up for me— which is “the eye of the hurricane!”

this year the theme is “ride the wind” and i joked it’s more like being a burnt bit of fire detritus tossed about in a cloud of smoke

i guess another way to say letting go is stop resisting

whatever it is that is your “problem”— maybe run toward it with your arms open wide

then maybe if your problem is bad trouble it will turn and run the other way when it sees all that excitement and enthusiasm coming at it!

and if your problem is good trouble?— maybe your arms become wings and you just fly right into that hurricane they are warning you about and head straight for the eye, the calm in the storm, the still center your life turns on— and it’s all good

goodbye little car

my woodland magic dress

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finding balance is fleeting— it’s a momentary thing that i appreciate so much more because i know it can’t last— a concept i took from my year studying chinese herbal medicine

it’s like bringing flowers home from the farmers market— after a day or two they are in their peak glory— their forms, colors, textures, arrangement and fragrance is so captivating, stopping me every time i pass them by to revel in their beauty and their intoxicating, unbelievable realness!

then they slowly wilt— i can find wonder in that too, but it’s always touched with a bit of longing at their moving on to something else— like the compost pile

finding our way to a new balance point is the never ending task of life— each day, month, season, year, decade

at the end, our question for ourselves is— on balance, how has my life tipped?— what kind of mark am i leaving on those whose lives have touched mine— whether that is plant, animal, human, elemental or planetary

in my montessori training we learned the most important step in deciding what to offer a child is observing the child first

this foundation of observation is vital for all life— babies observing those around them to learn what they need to know to survive— parents observing babies so they can provide for their survival— observing ourselves and each other to decide if we are all ok

the gabby petito story and the facebook news this week about the impacts of selective content reminds me that what we watch is what we learn— if we are watching a screen we aren’t learning how to be alive and survive in the actual world with actual living things

learning is always trial and error— few things come out perfectly— but it’s the actual doing with actual things that strengthens our life force and lets us, and others, know who we really are

screens are mostly imagination and information— what is missing is the most important part, the part that no one can do but you— that is interpretation— you can see something on screen but is it true?— is it real?— you have to find out for yourself

you can see images of a trip on instagram but until you make that trip yourself it’s all in your head— you might see a “fact” on facebook but it might just be confirming what you wish was real or what you fear

i always tell people imagination is the most powerful force of nature— everything that humanity has created began in someones imagination— but to make it real they had to invest in that idea— time, effort, ingredients— some ideas work and some don’t but you won’t know until you do something with it

my woodland magic dress is part of a chain of ideas that is still unfolding— the part about a storytelling event in it is still just an idea— but someday there will be a post here that says— “i did my first storytelling event in my woodland magic dress!!!”

what i see and learn on a screen may be a tiny part of that someday event, but that screen content will have been mingled and merged with my imagination, worked on with my hands, planned with other people and finally realized in an actual place and time— maybe i will find it a moment of balance and joy— maybe it will be a learning experience— but it will be real— and i hope it will tip the mark of my life toward truth, beauty and goodness

steps from imagination to reality— see the fabric and love it!, buy it, prewash and press it, decide on pattern, cut out pattern, sew and ta da!— a woodland magic dress— next up is woodland flower crown :)

safe space

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today i was excited because i was going to meet a friend i haven’t seen since before the pandemic shutdown

i was feeling so good about accomplishing everything on my list  “at home” this morning— got finny on his leash, gathered my stuff and when i got to the truck door— oh no!!!— i had locked my keys in the vardo!!!

i was so bummed i had to call alison and tell her— we rescheduled to meet on friday but it was a let down from the idea i was so together

last year with the pandemic shut down, my business closing, the fire evacuations and shadow dying i had a lot of self-inflicted catastrophes just because i was so disorganized and out of my mind much of the time

but now i’m going to be a little bit more organized cause i added “hook keys to phone!” to my checklist for leaving the vardo

the good thing that came out of it all is i finished my woodland magic dress!!!— i’ll write more about that next time— schwan, where i was parked, is close enough to walk to my puppet studio where i had some spare keys, so the day wasn’t a loss after all

now i’m settled in for the night

i am so grateful to be in the safe space parking program— the county partners with local property owners to provide houseless people who have a valid driver license, current car registration and auto insurance with dedicated nighttime parking

it was one of the most stressful things on my road trip to not know where i was going to sleep at night— it is an intense kind of insecurity when you don’t know where you will be at the end of the day

since this was my first road trip in my vardo i didn’t fully appreciate this— i am already looking ahead for my november trip up to oregon and washington so i will be better prepared

a night here or there figuring it out on the fly is an adventure but this time i want to know where i am going most nights

the view from my safe space parking spot

driving a big truck

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the last couple days i’ve been heading out to scotts valley to park during the day to catch some more sun since it’s been so gray in santa cruz— it’s 5:30pm and i’m up to 60% on my solar battery storage— when i wake up tomorrow it will be down around 40%

wes and savana told me to turn off my inverter at night to save my charge but i can’t because i use my sound machine and my fans overnight

this morning when i was on highway one heading out to park and walk at skypark with finny, people kept zipping into the generous space i leave between me and the car ahead of me

and that often makes me have to brake— sometimes they squeeze through when everyone is already braking which makes me have to brake hard!— it can be a little scary because bessie the beast— which is what i’ve named my truck— is 8 tons of wood and metal and it takes a lot more to slow her down than a little corolla

it is a good reminder that i don’t know what the other side is experiencing in any situation and being curious and considering things is a good thing for everyone involved

there is a little free library i always like to check when i walk the skypark path and today i found a really interesting and appropriate book for me right now— “the long haul— a trucker’s tales of life on the road” by finn murphy

when i still had a stationary house i wanted to make a little library box out front but put a story scene in it that i could change slightly each week— i thought it would be so fun for families with kids to come by and see a window into a little world of enchantment and imagination that they could talk about and look forward to discovering what had changed

maybe when i find my new home base i will be somewhere where i can still do this!

you can see the book i took in there if you look!

day by day

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day by day i’m getting more comfortable with my new routines

i typically don’t like to take up space so having this captivating fairytale cottage on the back of a beast of a truck is a different way of moving in the world

instead of being inconspicuous everyone is looking at me— literally!— with their phones out and taking pictures

it is also an attitude adjustment to drive the way i want and need to drive to keep everything stable and not worry about what other people are thinking about it— cause sometimes they can’t get around bessie the beast’s really big butt!

the day before yesterday i was driving and the road did this thing where it quickly tipped one way and then the other

and i heard a sound in the back— which i hate because i will find something that i have to deal with when i go inside next

and it wasn’t immediately apparent what happened but then i discovered that one of the rails had ripped out on my tool drawer— that is my biggest, heaviest drawer and i am learning one more time that these sharp sideways or up and down movements are dangerous for the innards of my vardo

so now i have to fix this tomorrow

the weather has been funky the last few days so my solar batteries aren’t fully recharging— today was especially bad—we had the dreaded fire sky with it’s gray pall and sickly orange sun and i never got over 50% charge

it seems like most days i am using about 30% of my battery capacity so i am still fine but thinking about going over to felton tomorrow or monday to get some real sunshine and walk in my beloved henry cowell while the river bridge is still up

there’s a hole in the bottom of the row, there’s a hole in the bottom of the row, there’s a hole, there’s a hole…

getting situated

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after i left the olive ranch i ended up at fort hunter liggett for a couple days— i guess it is deer hunting season? and the campground was really full but peaceful— pretty hot during the day and cooling down quickly in the evening

lots of oak trees and ground squirrels racing around

the harvest moon was amazing

today while i was parked a woman named marie knocked on my door and made a video of me— check out her you tube channel!

she is a fellow sewist!— i hope we will get together sometime and sew :)

on my nature walk i caught sight of a glint of light on a spider web

i was trying to figure out how to capture it in a photo and after a lot of trial and error i positioned a dark tree trunk behind it

i was thinking how this idea shows up in my life— like it can be hard to see the light and the amazing parts without the difficult things as a contrast

and how i often have to work at getting my attitude right so i can really see and appreciate the amazing things that i have

i have to want to see the good or it just disappears like the delicate spider web— if i step just a little one way or the other suddenly the light doesn’t reach it from where i stand

i have to want to move toward the good and to see what is right

you can see the spider glowing!— on the tree right in the middle

i can’t believe it’s been almost a week

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still on my huge learning curve

i was in los osos for a few days at palisades— the street where many houseless folks are camping out

on wednesday the sherriffs came around and tagged everyones cars with a 72 hour notice to move at least 25 feet— they towed at least one vehicle that wasn’t current on registration

it gave me the push to move on

i was going to go to morro bay but it was so gloomy and i was feeling gloomy so i headed north and ended up in san luis obispo

the first night i parked on the street in a nice neighborhood but i was super paranoid and slept super poorly— i’m not sure i slept at all

the second night i stayed in a smart and final parking lot and slept really well

i took my first “shub bath!”— my shower/tub in my big old kitchen sink— and it felt so good!

i headed to four sisters winery which is a harvest host location

on the way i did my first drain of my gray water tank in the dirt on the roadside

i loved the winery— i heard owls at night and on my rambles through the vineyard roads i found a red tail hawk feather and a bunch of great horned feathers— this owl had obviously been killed— i found evidence earlier this summer of another great horned kill and looked for info online about what other owls or animals might kill a great horned but could not find anything so if any of you out there know please comment!!

last night i stayed at ranch 43 along highway 101— it is an olive farm and an amazing business and property— they have 6,000 acres which i walked a bit of last night and this morning

i almost got lost coming back to my vardo

sat out late enjoying the beautiful sky with an almost full moon and today is sunny and bright blue

i saw some other guests and they said they had seen a tarantula and told me where and i got to see it too!

not sure where i am going tonight

ranch 43 olive orchard

an unexpected pleasure

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i was watching grey’s anatomy on my phone while i did kitchen chores this morning when a text came in

“good morning madrone! i just saw vardo!”

my friend jennifer caught sight of my vardo on her way to swimming at cuesta college— i am parked right down the street from her house without even knowing it!

so she came over and got to see my vardo and then we went for a walk in the elfin forest

i had read about the elfin forest on atlas obscura and it is such a magical place!!— so much so that i lost my credit card and did not know— then we were in the mother grove of these ancient trees that are 200-500 years old and a man randomly asked if we had lost our credit card and it turned out i had and he had found it back at the lookout where we were sitting for awhile!!

we wended our way along the boardwalk path and vultures with great wings outspread soared overhead

i’m definitely going back

i got to do laundry at her house cause my washer has not been primed or leak tested yet so now tonight i have freshly washed sheets!!!

jennifer told me some places to explore here in los osos/morro bay

i got to try some of her amazing ayuvedic beet, apple, celery salad with cinnamon and it was so super yum i’m going to make some myself

at the end of the day she was heading off on a roadtrip north and i took a walk around the block and saw this wonderful goddess statue and i felt like the goddess was with us all day

graceful garden gaurdian

some firsts

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yesterday i left the safe bubble of my hipcamp in ventura and set out north with no idea where i would end up

i stopped driving around 5pm and found a place to park in a secluded parking lot— my first stealth camp!

when i got inside stuff was all over the place— pot lids had come down leaving a big ding in the counter and another big ding in one of the pot lids, my star light was broken on the floor and all the items hanging on the hooks behind the door were neatly lined up on the floor right where they had jumped off

i had come unexpectedly on one of those shallow concrete drainage things that sometimes cross the roads and i have learned they can be deadly if i go over them too fast— which i did cause i didn’t see it coming cause i was messing with my phone!— my bad :( 

so that wasn’t exactly a first but sort of because i thought i pretty much had sorted things out inside to be secure but obviously i have more to do

also my first time using my airhead!— while i was at hipcamp i used their facilities but now i’m on my own and it’s working great

tomorrow will be my first time taking a “shower” in here in my sink so we’ll see how that goes and what fixes i end up needing for that

now i’m settled in for the night at my second street camp in los osos

it is super tiring dealing with the unknowns and the uncertainties but at the same time fortifying just to be doing it!!

the last two days i’ve made this super yummy pasta for dinner with prawns, garlic, basil and some of the tomato paste i made 

i was able to take 3 walks with finny today exploring new places

i’m feeling this extravagance of experience and sensorial pleasures and a lot of appreciation for how well my vardo is serving my needs as well as inspiring people i meet— i done good!

view toward morro bay from the trail

my last day here

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today i did more errands— ugh

and went out to the seaside wilderness park for the last time this stay

tomorrow i’m heading up to santa barbara and maybe as far as morro bay

i don’t know where i’m going to stay

all the campgrounds are full— none of the apps i’ve downloaded have anything to offer in this area— it’s a bit scary

enjoying the moon and the cool night air here at aber ranch

saw this sandcastle as we walked the beach

a testament to impermanence

a busy day

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and a long day!

i’ve been thinking a lot about my compost situation— i really want to keep my food waste out of the landfills but i’m not sure how i’m going to work it out

when living stationary i had two five gallon buckets that i would trade off and by the time one was full the other was compost

i emptied the container i keep inside the vardo into a bin i bought the other day at ace— i have it in my “basement”— my flatbed storage bins— i mixed in dry grass and leaves and i know that it will eventually become compost but what about bugs and rodents?

i guess i’m just going to see how it goes because i refuse to put my food waste in the trash

i took finny to ventura pet barn and gave him a bath

i stopped at fabrictown an bought some really nice white cotton lawn— i found a beautiful old embroidered table cloth with scalloped edges in my studio storage and i’m going to make a version of the wylder dress with it and using the lawn for the body and the table cloth for the neck and sleeve ruffles and gathered tiers on the skirt

i went to whole foods— which took forever because it was a huge store and i didn’t know where anything was and the checkout line was super long

then went to rei to look for a canvas bag to protect my gray water valve but struck out

stopped at the container store to look for fridge storage bins and found the perfect bins!— but they only had two and i need six— so i’ll have to stop at another container store somewhere else and get the rest— i was bummed because i love getting my stuff all organized and just right and it would have been so cool to open my fridge right now and see it looking all good!— but it’s just two bins looking good and the rest is super messy

my fridge is small and only has 11” deep and 16” wide of shelf space so getting it organized is a big priority for me— plus stuff shifts around in transit

it’s kind of inconvenient in a way that i can’t have things shipped to me but at the same time it makes me appreciate being able to look at the stuff and to practice delayed gratification and patience

then my final stop was barber rv to get a water hose and an inlne filter cause i’m going to do my first load of laundry tomorrow!

then i was hot and drained so i headed to the seaside wilderness park again!— me and finny walked on the beach then had dinner before coming back to our spot here for the night

going to sleep tight tonight :)

my unorganized fridge

a good day

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today i spent all day hanging out in my vardo down at the seaside wilderness park!

i started off at 8am intending to hike the fox canyon/shelf road loop but it was so, so hot i couldn’t do it— it was already 80 degrees 

when i came down after hiking only part way up i headed straight for the ocean to be in the fog

i paid the $4 to park inside and just stayed all day

i made breakfast and i fed finny

i glued some of the left over chilewich from my doorstep on my step stool and it looks and feels really good :)

i put up the velcro strips on my fridge to keep it closed while i’m traveling

i scheduled an appointment to take finny to the dog wash tomorrow

i talked to lots of passersby who admired my vardo— i had one long conversation with paul jenkin, who is responsible for lots of oceanside conservation efforts in the ojai/ventura area

i took a walk on the beach and left a feather for baby in a driftwood log

i made dinner and watched the rest of the frida movie i started last night— fed finny his supper

when i got back here to the ranch the sun was already set— i saw the waxing crescent moon low on the western ridgeline— i was excited to realize the inception of my vardo journey came at the waning crescent and included the 3 days of the dark moon— that is very auspicious as far as i am concerned!

the next over property here is a horse ranch and each evening i sit on my doorstep and watch them exercise the horses— kids play on a tire swing and run around

now the chilly night wind is swishing in through the open door— the crickets are loud

i have this feeling of contained excitement— of a wild hope and a potent certainty at the same time

when i stand in the doorway and feel the wind in my face and see all the stars i know this magic is just beginning

the view out my door today

day 8 in my vardo!

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i’m still down in ojai— i love my hipcamp spot!

tomorrow i’m heading up to morro bay

it’s pretty draining getting used to everything but also affirming that i’m doing it!!— i’ve been too tired and overwhelmed to do my posts in the evening

i am definitely not used to the heat down here and that is very tiring, too— but today is cooler and i took a wonderful walk on the beach at the seaside wilderness park

feels like i still have lots of errands to do

last night i wrote a monkey story for my frida kahlo storytelling set— tonight i’m going to watch the movie “frida” with selma hayek

this morning in my card reading i had this— putting down happy roots into that which brings you most into balance and joy

even if those roots have wheels ;)

the view out toward the horse farm

monday

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this was what got finished on monday!!— my pull outs!!!

they are now organized and full

i’m moved out of my cottage and into my vardo

i mean all the way

making a cup of peppermint tea

going to sleep for a few hours and then hitting the road south

my dream made real :)