Enjoying a game of Dominoes with me!
and willing to pose...
Tuesday, 16 April 2013
Monday, 15 April 2013
New Ojo!
The new Ojo I finally got all finished and got a photo of in day light! I say this because every time I thought of taking its photo it was too late and night time thus not good enough light!
I really am happy with the colours of this one, and I have started to make them with thicker dowel, as I was having too many of them breack on me!
Like the big 1m one I was about to finish and it broke, to disappointing to let that happen to many times!
I have also started to make some even smaller ones, about 20cm in diameter, and they are actually going to be some sort of Dream Catcher!
I am about to finish the 1st one...Will have to remember to get photo done!
I did try to organise a workshop at my local Library, but I did not get any responses to that did not work for me! I would really like to teach poeple how to make these so will try to organise another workshop sometime! I have sold 2 D.I.Y kits and have been happy to hear that the instructions were clear and materials were enough!
What colour should I do next?
Saturday, 13 April 2013
Flying Dreams!
Maybe I really should be saying flying night mares, but I hate saying it, because I hate nightmares!
I had so many growing up, and a lot that were repeating ones, even went through a patch where I would wake up every night and my mother would have to take me back to bed, tuck me in and the magic thing was the kiss she would give me!
I wonder if she can remember that??
Well this time it was not me, it was Tullula...
But to get woken up by such sadness in her voice really hurt me to a level I did not imagine possible!
That little body, waking up in the middle of the night with tear, crying for me.
She woke up and I went to her, and she said;
"momy you fly away and you lost me"
when she said that I fly away she had her arms wide open like and airplane.
I took her in my arms,and joked that I had found her again, but that did not console her.
So I just acknowledged her sadness, and how scared she must of been...
Sure its not much of a night mare, and the whole dilemma did not last long...but the real sadness is that in that first year and a half when I was deep down in my dark hole, many a time did I think of doing just that...packing a bag and flying away, leaving every one behind! I would even go out for walks at night, not knowing where I was going, but just hoping I would walk, walk and never stop, never look back...
Stephen would let me go, I guess not knowing what to do about it, not able to do much with a sleeping baby in the house and I think trying to respect my space, but I am sure he was scared, scared I would not come back...Truth is I never got very far...I am scared in the dark alone after my trauma!!!
Yet I did think it...And today to see how sad she would be to loose me hurt me to know that I even was able to have that slight thought of walking away and leaving her!
Now all I want to do is hold her tight and never let her go....
So that's what I did, sitting in the dark on her little bed in the bus, holding her tight and knowing that I will never be able to leave her, that I hope to always be right her for her when she has a horrible dream. to let her know that I am not going anywhere without her!
I had so many growing up, and a lot that were repeating ones, even went through a patch where I would wake up every night and my mother would have to take me back to bed, tuck me in and the magic thing was the kiss she would give me!
I wonder if she can remember that??
Well this time it was not me, it was Tullula...
But to get woken up by such sadness in her voice really hurt me to a level I did not imagine possible!
That little body, waking up in the middle of the night with tear, crying for me.
She woke up and I went to her, and she said;
"momy you fly away and you lost me"
when she said that I fly away she had her arms wide open like and airplane.
I took her in my arms,and joked that I had found her again, but that did not console her.
So I just acknowledged her sadness, and how scared she must of been...
Sure its not much of a night mare, and the whole dilemma did not last long...but the real sadness is that in that first year and a half when I was deep down in my dark hole, many a time did I think of doing just that...packing a bag and flying away, leaving every one behind! I would even go out for walks at night, not knowing where I was going, but just hoping I would walk, walk and never stop, never look back...
Stephen would let me go, I guess not knowing what to do about it, not able to do much with a sleeping baby in the house and I think trying to respect my space, but I am sure he was scared, scared I would not come back...Truth is I never got very far...I am scared in the dark alone after my trauma!!!
Yet I did think it...And today to see how sad she would be to loose me hurt me to know that I even was able to have that slight thought of walking away and leaving her!
Now all I want to do is hold her tight and never let her go....
So that's what I did, sitting in the dark on her little bed in the bus, holding her tight and knowing that I will never be able to leave her, that I hope to always be right her for her when she has a horrible dream. to let her know that I am not going anywhere without her!
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