Being in a good place

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It’s not just me. Pretty much everyone I know is either fed up, confused, listless, frantic, depressed, or manic... not sure what the next step is, if there is a next step, and who built these steps so narrow anyway. My sense of self wavers by the minute: confident and straightforward... awkward and tongue-tied.... pulled together or a flat out wreck. This is me trying to keep all that crappy stuff floating high above me. Hanging in there, like so many others, stuck between wanting to make some changes and wishing everything would just stabilize for a bit. All is well, just wanted to let you know you are definitely not alone if you feel like the world, and all it asks of you, is getting heavy. A10BBD9A-7210-4B5D-A89B-BE7F97003497

Slowly getting cards posted...

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I spent some time last night and this morning getting a pep talk from my Muse, and decompressing from the rally yesterday... decompress

... and just spent a chunk of time getting some cards up on the Notecards! page  :-) There will be more updates, including adding favorites from last year, but I really needed to just get that page moving again. I am still considering Etsy, but the processing fees still make me cranky. I'll come around, like I finally did with using PayPal. But until then you can only buy them direct from me, or from Ebenezer Books in Johnson, or at Whistle Emporium in Hardwick.  :-)

Now I need to go soak up some sunshine!

Do what you can

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I walked last year at the Women's March, and felt awestruck, and proud to be there. Strong and happy. Today I attended the rally for March for Our Lives and for the most part I just felt sad. I felt sad that the teens who were speaking had to be telling stories of growing up in a reality that has always included gun violence. I felt sad that I felt an unease at being at a large public gathering. I felt sad when they read the names of the Parkland students. I felt sad when a teen poet read about what it must have been like being at the Pulse nightclub, and how when she DJs she watches people more carefully, how metallic glints catch her eye, how she watches the security guard while he is texting instead of watching the dance floor. I was glad to be there, glad to show support for the growing movement that will hopefully topple the NRA and it's grip on politicians. But looking up at the sunshine and blue sky, listening to people laugh, watching dogs nosing around for attention, it just felt surreal. I don't know what the answer is. I bought some new art supplies and tomorrow will be a quieter more reflective day. I'll do what I can to bring a smile to some faces, and appreciate what surrounds me. I'll do what I can.

Field Trip!

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This afternoon included a field trip to the Shelburne Museum to see the insect exhibit!

And then I had to explain it to the Muse... without scaring her...

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