Refusing to be overwhelmed by fear in fear-filled times is a revolutionary act. My yoga training reminds me that I am responsible for the contents of my mind, and that I can use the tools I've gathered to reinforce my calm center. As I spin, tend the garden, feed the chickens and knit away on seemingly endless pairs of socks, I am using a tangible craft to remind myself that "this too shall pass."
The moments of fleeting peace remain sweet, but my goal is to carry that peace with me in my pocket, so that I can be calm and patient in the midst of chaotic moments, when I feel the least peaceful.
Summer chugs along on its way towards fall, and I'm looking forward to dyepot experiments in the next few weeks as more dyestuff ends up in my drying basket.