Remembered lessons

Yesterday I was just thinking things through, so went rummaging through my drawers in a little chest I have.  I opened first one, then another, smelling the oils and salts that I have stored there.  In the bottom drawer is where I keep my threads..Nothing major, embroidery skeins of various hues and colors.  I use the threads for various things.. like workings, making poppets.  So I was feeling restless, and when I reached for the threads, they seemed to just pull me in.  I stroked them, sorted them, then began to pull out some I wanted to work with.  A few friends like my dolls so I am making them one.  I chose threads that I feel they will like…feel comfortable with.  As I began to wind the thread around the small piece of wood I use for arms and legs, now worn smooth from its use, I found myself humming.  it took me a minute to realize the song that had been springing forth.  It is the same tune that Brin, my guide sings to me as she soothes my spirit.  I don’t know the words, let alone the language, but do know that it speaks to my soul as nothing else does.  I find myself smiling.  Yeah, this feels so right.  I find myself wondering what took me so long?  I’m not sure…maybe I thought I was too busy doing what has to be done.  But this was long overdue.  While I was working, humming, smiling, our resident princess came to investigate what I was up to.  She peered over my shoulder and says..”I want one Nana”.  I will make you one I assure her.  Hers will be pink of course because as a girly girl, that is her color.  I make arms, legs, heads…and find that I have need of some other materials, so today while Brae had her dentist appointment, she convinced her mom to go by the craft store and pick them up for me..After all, she gets her own poppet, right? I usually embroider the faces, or use pins for eyes, but today Brae has added her own twist..she got her mom to buy colored eyes, “because the dolls need to see”.  I’m loving it. So as I begin again , crafting, working…I am sharing with others that which is right in my walk.  And that makes me feel content indeed.

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