Many people have asked me: Who are you? How do I answer this question and encompass all that I love and fear? I struggle to know the answer myself in every day that I am alive. I look. I listen. I taste. I touch. I feel. These things bring me into the world and keep me from sliding away, but they do not define me. I speak and only vaguely capture the things I think. How can I know myself well enough to give that to anyone else? That being said, I’m going to make a few notes about myself anyway.
I hope for the endless soul and imagine an eternal life. I believe that all life is sacred and deserving of love. I believe that love is a choice we make; both a gift we offer the world and a life style that we choose to follow. I believe that all the world is shaded in grey. Within each of us is the Divine light; we can choose to allow it to shine through us.
I am a Maker.
I believe that I share in the divine through the power of creation; that the Goddess is in all those who are compelled to Make. Every day that I am alive I strive to create things. These things are my mark, the things that will be left behind for a while after I have died. These are the things that my loved ones will hold when they cannot hold me.
I’m a wandering cyber pig that breaths life into yarn, because all the little bits dream of wandering the world. I make toys because nothing seems to bring joy (for children and adults alike) the same way a small critter can.
I mostly doodle as a way to keep my hands busy. But from time to time, I sit down to a serious work. Mostly I use markers, but occasionally I get out my random box of stuff and get into the mixed media.
I paint figurines. It is rare that I put a brush to canvas these days, but it has been known to happen.
I write stories about dragons and the fey and dream of things that cannot be. And wandering on this site, you will come to know the eclectic nature of my writing.
Into all these things I pour all that I am and all that I love so that when others come to know these things they will also know me. I believe Making is love. When you weave yourself into a thing you give yourself to those you hold dearest. And if they love you, they will be able to call you back and up out of the things that you have created. In that way, we live through our creations and our love. It is why I Make.
I am Myself
I am a Wife
Blessed with love
I am a Mother
Endowed with divinity
Through the power of creation
I am a Daughter
Brought into this world
With unending hope
And the promise of the future
I am a Sister
Made fierce and strong
While forged with kindness
Protector and protected
Spiraling together forever
I am a Nurse
Holding out the hands of healing
And offering the sick comfort
And the dying love
Knowing that through this
All things are healed and made whole
I am a Writer
Creating myself and world
Sharing the inner depths of humanity
Bringing together the divine
And the humble mortal
I tell the story of the Goddess
And am remembered forever
A common Japanese proverb:
花より団子 (Hana yori dango)
Which translates as “dumplings rather than flowers” and refers to a preference for practical things rather than aesthetics. I think this sums me up well.
Men spend their lives in anticipations,—in determining to be vastly happy at some period when they have time. But the present time has one advantage over every other—it is our own. Past opportunities are gone, future have not come. We may lay in a stock of pleasures, as we would lay in a stock of wine; but if we defer the tasting of them too long, we shall find that both are soured by age. -Charles Caleb Colton-
So, why do I call myself a pig? It’s my totem animal. It’s a creature that is largely misunderstood. They are wonderful creatures. Get out there and get to know a pig! You’d be surprised what you’d find! And hell, this is true about people too.