This mad dash is what defines our life. There are times when the winds drop and we must reflect. The next post will be there. Sing a little and let the feelings come rushing in. These times do not come often. Remember what it is all about. When you fell in love with a dream? Go back there and find that seed and nurture that garden.

It is never too late, whether you are 30 or 80. Chances come every moment of every day. Get out of your own way and do what you know needs to happen. You can not hide behind curtains of diplomas and titles of experience.

Choose the you that is better suited for being a sister, a friend, a niece…being a loving person to your family. Call, write a card, just to say hello. You have forgotten. Choose long laughs and random conversations that make your heart warm.

I miss my peddle sewing machine that is back in Bali. They are not as easy to find in good condition here. Of course they are super heavy.

Watching a new show about a seamstress turned spy.

Starts in Madrid.

Love the hair and delicate feminine fashion.