Thank you for the comments, the insights, the opinions, and the validation

I appreciate the time and thoughtfulness you all showed in helping me process some cloudy issues.   Every single comment added more depth and dimension to the conversation.  I'm looking into some core issues, and I feel it is valuable to hear from people who haven't known me my whole life, so aren't swayed by previous expectations.   I also appreciate my loved ones who contributed purely because they care. 
One more paradox to consider about this computer age is that in our high-tech world, we isolate ourselves from real people, yet being able to ask complete strangers for opinions does offer objective differences which might not be readily available.   I am deeply touched that you  made an effort to write.  I feel cared for and cared about.   In a dialogue or monologue or conversation, it is hard to "hear" the true intent of a written comment.   Seeing people face to face and feeling the connection does help, but on the other hand, sometimes the computer screen and it's anonymous nature is valuable for processing deep issues.
I hope you know how much I appreciate you.   I am finding a new focus and a clearer intent in my blogging adventures because of you.
All will be well, and all will be well, and all manner of things shall be well.

A Dialogue about Blogging

Yesterday the post was about my love-hate relationship with blogging.   I received such wonderful comments, I decided to revise it.   My hope is that whoever reads it will offer some genuine thoughts about your experiences with blogging,  anecdotes, or insights into what feeds your blogging needs.   Anything you might offer will help raise the level of inspiration for all.
Consider this a formal invitation to respond....RSVP.    

June 29, 2010
"I have a love-hate relationship to blogging.   I love to peruse the great blogs out there, but sometimes it eats up my time.   I love to think I have a place to validate my accomplishments, but then I feel pressure to keep it up.   I love to read the comments people are kind enough to leave, but I always wish there were more.   I sometimes love to "step outside myself" and watch how I might express something on a blog, but then I feel narcissistic.  I think I have valid and valuable insights, but then I wonder who on earth would care.   It's the old tug and pull of trying to define self.   Who do I want to be, and why?   And does it matter to anyone else?  Or should it, even? "
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[A good soul sent me the following email.    I'm adding the comments here, because every viewpoint adds to the whole....]
     "I am sad, I hope this break doesn't take long. 
 .... my joy comes from sharing, not in the end result of what people do with what I share.  Maybe that's how blogging is..... it's about a desire to share.  The downside is caring about what others do with what you share.  Maybe blogging is like Karma...... the more goodness you put out there the more goodness makes its way back.  You definitely send out a lot of good karma.... have faith that it will make it back to you."

Kass said...

Marie, blogging is ALL about narcissism. Sometimes I'm tempted to write a post that just says, ME, ME, ME, ME, ME, ME, and more me me me me me me. Look forward to your return and the new blog.

June 29, 2010 2:17 PM

Jonathon said...

If blogging is about narcissism, then isn't all creative expression? No one creates in a vacuum; whether or not we want to share it with others, others will see our expression, and judge it. Blogging is a form of writing and authorship. And now more than ever technology has made it easy to participate in "The Great Dialogue."

Sheer Luck and Joyful Results

O. K.   There's something you need to know first.   I never, never go to yard sales.    I have so much stuff, I've been trying to de-clutter my own life.    In one of life's bittersweet moments as we age, my friend is needing to downsize, and when she called for help with her yard sale, I went.
The only way I can justify the reward I got, is to say we are recycling and reusing, and perhaps I am storing some items for her in my house.   These are the treasures I am loving.   A wonderful desk and craft cabinet, in beautiful condition, for which I paid  $80.  Closed, it measures 45" tall, 32" wide, and 21" deep, but unfolded it is 64" wide and 30" deep.  I can craft until the cows come home with all the storage.
   Be still, my heart.

 This beauty made my soul sing.   It comes complete with all the attachments, instructions, feet, bobbins and needles, and works just fine, according to Ellen, who sewed on it as recently as two weeks ago.   She showed me the lovely quilts her mother made on it, and told me stories of putting the needle through her fingernail, more than once. 

Thanks, Dear Friend, for my happy heart, and may you find the perfect abode in which to express your Essential Elegance.

And while I think I "stole" these  wonderful things, and I am joyful at my luck,  what I truly treasure more than anything are the wonderful friendships I have with so many diverse souls walking the earth with me.   In addition to my loving family,  that includes my blogland buddies who cheer me up and cheer me on.
Love to all.

Backyard Art, Fun and Games

We had the delightful pleasure of hosting the Tennessee Grandkids here for a month, and Grandpa was in his element outside.   As a lifelong Boy Scouter, he really shines when it involves nature, trees, gardens, ropes, fresh air and sunshine.   So for posterity's sake, here's a little photo proof of some of the fun for the little monkeys.

Auditioning Patterns

I have a special project in mind that requires aprons, so I'm trying out a few patterns.  They must be easy and fast and still have a bit of personality.   This apron pattern already loses on two of the criteria, but I'm posting the photos anyway, just to prove that I'm working on something. 

Tennessee Grandkids Come to Town

They're Here!   We just can't get enough of these adorable kids, since they live 1800 miles away.  We're making the most of our time together, but I had to post a few highlights.

Aspen, age 9, wanted to learn about zentangles, so here she is doing her very first one!!  It's better than my hundredth one.   Since her Daddy couldn't come along due to work complicatiions, she hid little messages in this for him.   This was done with absolutely no help from me.   

A Quilt Too Long in the Making

For decades and decades, I swore I would never quilt.   HA!  NEVER say never....it's a sure jinx.
My sister Ginny, who is shown here, is the temptress.  When we were both expecting our first grandchildren, she called with the info that her neighborhood church ladies were having a Quilting Saturday, and for $15.00, they would provide a pre-cut  I Spy Quilt, and we could stay and eat lunch and quilt.  That was my first attempt at quilting, and the oldest grandchild is now 9 years old.   After the first attempt, I decided to take a class, which was Buggy Barn Stars.   I taught Ginny how to "slash and gash" the pile of fat quarters, and she taught her daughter Kristy, who made these star squares.....years ago.   Ginny added the white borders, and then it sat, like so many quilts seem to do, in the UFO pile.  (UnFinished Object)   When Kristy was expecting her first baby, two years ago, I told them I would do the long arm stitching on it.   Ginny was supposed to do the binding, but now that Max is nearly two, I stole the quilt away and finally finished it.   Here is a very happy Ginny who drove the quilt to San Francisco, Kristy and Max.  Yea!  Happy Day.  One more UFO off the list.

Kristy wanted it quilted differently in every square, which qualifies as a custom quilt.   I am by no means a competent long arm driver, but all three of us spent the day laughing, and I think it shows in the whimsy.    All Ginny could say was,  "That quilt is soooo  Kristy!.