If you took a peek into my week, what you would see more than anything is a blur.  Shipping, packing, organizing, posting, designing, writing lists, going here, going there and thinking, thinking, thinking, trying my best not to forget any tiny detail.

In the midst of all this, I have to share that part of my packaging for my softcover books is a small piece of glitter tape.  I am almost out and have had a very difficult time trying to find more.  Today, in JoAnne Fabrics of all places, I found the mother lode of 8.5 x 11 sheets of self-adhesive glitter galore and I wiped them out.  As I was driving home, thrilled with my treasures, I couldn’t help but crack up that I am a responsible 40 year old woman who is ecstatic to have found glitter tape.  This is all it takes, people – glitter tape!

All week I have been hoping against hope to have just a little bit of time today to play with my collage journal, to sit in my studio and slap down some colorful paper, to do some writing, to avoid working, planning and preparing up to the final minute.  And I think I’m there.  I have done all I can do aside from a bit of laundry, and it is now time to shift my energy into play mode.

So I shall sign off until I return from a sparkling gathering, and end this entry with a quote I read over at Beautiful Boho’s blog…it resonated with me so deeply, summed up so much of what I feel and think and muse over.  Have a happy week.

“I am one of the searchers. There are, I believe, millions of us. We are not unhappy, but neither are we really content. We continue to explore life, hoping to uncover its ultimate secret. We continue to explore ourselves, hoping to understand. We like to walk along the beach, we are drawn by the ocean, taken by its power, its unceasing motion, its mystery and unspeakable beauty. We like forests and mountains, deserts and hidden rivers, and the lonely cities as well. Our sadness is as much a part of our lives as is our laughter. To share our sadness with one we love is perhaps as great a joy as we can know – unless it be to share our laughter.

We searchers are ambitious only for life itself, for everything beautiful it can provide. Most of all we love and want to be loved. We want to live in a relationship that will not impede our wandering, nor prevent our search, nor lock us in prison walls; that will take us for what little we have to give. We do not want to prove ourselves to another or compete for love.
For wanderers, dreamers, and lovers, for lonely men and women who dare to ask of life everything good and beautiful. It is for those who are too gentle to live among wolves.”

~James Kavanaugh