“Whatever awakens you to your alchemist is the elixir you need.”
― Iva Kenaz
Phix's Curiosity: what sparks my interest
Watch this space to see what's sparked my interest this week. A random grab bag of delights!
What's sparking my interest right now? So many things! As always! I've just started a class for women entrepreneurs - I'm so looking forward to everything I'm going to learn. It's entirely possible - likely maybe even? - that this and everything will get a complete rework. Though honestly... I'm kind of attached to this. It will be good to do some heart exploration though and some fun brain candy exploration as well and stretch to some of the edges of the unknown and see what I find there. :)
Medusa's Garden
When you need every one and everything around you to just stop.
I'm also exploring all the edges of a cycle coming to a close and a new cycle starting up, which brings with it the joy and beauty of something new as well as all the grief and deep sorrow of losing something well-loved. In so many ways, I'm ready for the next thing - I have grown a tremendous amount in the last couple years and I could not have done it without this cycle to help refine. And I will miss the content problems and many of the people, both who I worked closely with on this project as well as more occasionally.
I have learned, though, the morning after the world ends, the sun still rises, and there are friends - and even strangers who have become friends as the world tumbles down around you, and there is good bourbon. It is a matter of fact - I have experienced it my very own self. You release everything into the fire and walk away free, and the sun also rises again the next morning.
Ariadne's Yarn: playing with threads
What I'm up to with fiber and possibly how mythology and stories all tie together.
The sun rises and the spinning of the universe keeps drafting the strands of existence into the threads of lives, intertwined, sometimes tangled momentarily & released, sometimes plied together as friends and lovers until Atropos comes along with her shears.
I'm still working on the five pound bag of black Welsh mountain sheep wool - it's closing in on done. I've knit one and a half hats as well. One teal with mottled grey & white Blue-faced Leicester, and one that is blue merino-silk with red tencel highlights around the outer edges. Soon I will be back to spinning.
The loom sits cold as the fall comes - I can hear her whispering to me. "I'm cold! Put something on me!" And so I will, sooner rather than later. I certainly have enough to fiber to weave with! And knit with. So many options, the only questions are where to start and with what?
Mythic Librarian: the art of arranging a life
Thoughts on ontology and ways to organize a life.
And so as one thing ends, another begins - the endless organization and reorganization of life. As I move on, I will be going back deep into the world of taxonomy, thesauri, and ontologies. Home, sweet home, for a bit. My heart breaks for a few that I'm leaving behind, and yet, how can my heart not be overflowing with joy as I look forward to both coming home and getting to explore new facets of my own self through a new lens? I hope that some of the friendships I have developed in this ending cycle carry through to the new world that arises with the waking of the sun the morning after. So may it be, from my heart strings to the heart strings of Ananke/Necessitas herself.