Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Comforts of Home

There is no place like home.
As much as I am not a huge fan of my city,
 ( it is just "not me") I do
enjoy my home and my friends 
and it has been lovely being back
 and catching up on the missed stories of last week. 
Nothing major occurred, just the day to day stuff
 that keeps us all so connected.
What the grandkids are up to, how was the job today, 
what are you fixing for dinner, 
how is the diet coming along?

All those sweet nuances of life 
that bind women together,
so that when the big stuff hits, 
we are also there to celebrate
 or lend a comforting hug or share tears.

The repetition of felting and cutting these
 roses is now all intertwined with these friends.
 You see, we talk a long time,
sometimes until the batteries die. 
So I put the phone on the work table, 
hit speaker phone and chat away 
while working with my wools. 
Oh, so comforting. 
Now, these roses of mine are 
sprinkled with the laughter and the love
 that I share with my local peeps and also 
several of you, that I now know via 
the telephone wires.

I will be having several of these chats 
with blog pals next week
 and I plan to have a stack of wool
 all ready for rolling
 to infuse even more memories 
into the next batches.

No, I am not losing my mind, 
well, not completely anyway lol
but I do believe in good energy and negative energy.
I believe food prepared with love just tastes better, 
sincerely written thank yous and
 a heartfelt hello, how are you? matter, 
and in creating any type of art,
 there must be joy for the creator.
It is why I do not "crank out" items any more.
Oh I used to, for shows and events 
but the joy was missing for me,
 so now, my motto is slow and steady.
After 3 decades of this,
 I have learned when my good energy turns to negative,
and I want only my best to give to friends. 

I have also learned:
that tennis shoes are the only thing 
I can wear in NYC to avoid excruciating pain
 ( Thank you K MART)

that I can eat roasted Brussel Sprouts until I am ill.

that $100.00 is the bare minimum for me to get out of Costco

that many people who read this have yet to realize
 I sign Z in my emails because my name
 is spelled SuZan but is pronounced Susan.

that as years go by I require more quiet,
 more alone time,
and no longer need to apologize for it.

that I am furious with the plans 
to severely cut the grants to NPR - 
the one place I feel I get unbiased news.

and now I realize I have digressed 
into another whole realm..
what my friend Sarah and I call 
"BINK" switch of subject...
and we can switch dozens of times
 in one conversation with ease.

ANYHOOT, hope you all
are enjoying your week, 
no matter your weather.

I'll be thinking of you.


Grace isn't a little prayer you chant before receiving a meal.  It's a way to live. 
  ~Attributed to Jacqueline Winspear


Julie@beingRUBY said...

Hi Suzan
I definitely agree with the good energy bad energy thing... absolutely and I am very sensitive to those things..

so.. I'm much more an alone time person now too... much different when I was younger...

OH.. and I can't get out of Ikea for under $300... ahahaha

ciao xxx Julie

Sue (Someone's Mom) said...

To think I was trying to figure out what kind of muffins those were until I kept reading! I completely understand living in a place that isn't you...are you sure you don't live where I do?

I love the heart in this post...I believe everything you said!

Pooch Purple Reign said...

it was nice to get to know you some... more
have a great week
~laura xx

marcia at Child in Harmony said...

It's great to read a post that brings a smile to my face and warmth in my heart. . .for i do agree with so much of what you write...kindred spirits :)

happy day!

Jillayne said...

I like this post - the way you put it about good energy and love coming through in the things you do. And so I am glad I will get roses made while you were chatting with good friends - good karma that will hopefully permeate whatever I make with them.
Now there's a thought. If the things we make have our feelings attached - shouldn't we endeavour to sell only things imbued with the very best of feelings? Not feelings of drudgery or the hopes of monetary gain, but rather, of inspiration and the pure joy of creativity?
Perhaps that is what a true Artist Statement is all about...

Faded Charm said...

So glad to hear you had a great trip to NYC. I always enjoy reading your posts Z. I am one that knew why you signed of this way:)

Btw...why can't I find such a shelf just sitting on the sidewalk?


Tammy said...

I love this post!
Love those roses! I've made a few myself...very fun to make!
Totally with you on the NPR thing...Crazy!
Take Care and thanks for making me smile yet again!
Tammy :-)

Bead and Needle said...

Slow and steady wins the race...glad you had a marvelous trip, Z! Happy Wednesday - Tanya

Theresa said...

Consider yourself hugged xoxo I loved this post and I especially loved that last sentence about grace... so true. What a great idea, crafting while on speaker phone! It's a playdate without the seperation of miles! I can't usually do speaker phone though, too much noise already in this house! o.k., did you feel the hug? xoxoxoxo

erin said...

i can tell your roses are made with and filled with LOVE, although the images of them are making me have a deep craving for cinnamon rolls right now!

"slow and steady" is great advice.


comfy shoes are a must.

Jill said...

Sounds like you have lovely friends and your life is indeed graced. My week is full of kids...the older ones are home for a week on spring break and we are working on wedding plans. No time to blog, but as you know, fun times!

April said...

When I first took a glance, I thought those were pictures of cinammon rolls. Guess that tells you where my mind is this morning! ;)

robyn from whimages said...

Z, I noticed you signature a while back and thought it was sweet that you did that! I totally believe you are right that things made with love, taste better, look better, have better energy or karma! ;-)

A Cottage Muse said...

There really is no place like home!

Carole said...

I had to laugh when I read the battery loss.
It's charged up so I'll give you a buz when I go downtown....and it is snowing right now!


yes they make me think of Cinnamon buns too!

The Boston Lady said...

Z - welcome back and why is THAT we can't get out of COSTCO for under $100?!?

I am sending my future daughter-in-law the link to your shop as I think she will find that she MUST have your roses in her wedding/reception somehow!

And good for you for keeping your own pace. When we take care of ourselves we take care of everyone. Ann

Rebecca said...

Hi Z
I am sorry I have been in a hole the last couple of weeks, writing and reading. Just coming up for air and then hitting it again. I am catching up on a few of my favorites blogs this morning and then getting to work. I have a tight schedule this spring. I guess I need to post that, now I am rambling... glad you had a good trip to NY. Always good to connect with the kids. They look adorable...
Love that birdhouse on the prior post.
Keep up the good work on the roses!
They are beautiful.
Blessings today

kluless said...

Very well said and a lovely post. I found that many of those same revelations came to me when I turned 50. It was a "liberation day" for me when I suddenly gave myself permission to be who I am and not apologize for it. BTW... right there with you on NPR!!

June said...

Oh how I love coming here in the evening and catch up with you. I loved reading every word of this post Z. It almost felt like I had you on speaker phone.lol!
You banks roses are gorgeous girl!!! I am so jealous...it snowed here again today. Did you know that Sun Valley ski resort got 2 foot of new snow two days ago??? it is 45 miles from me, so now my backyard is right back where it was as far as covered in snow goes. boo hoo
I love your post about your beautiful Libbey and the years you had with her. She was a beauty, and looks like such a sweet soul.

been having migraines lately and that is why I just haven't been able to post much. This menopause is kickin' my butt!!!!! It seems I have one good day and five bad ones. I never had migraines before and now I have so much more sympathy for those who have them for years.
sending hugs