Category Archives: son

Life, Limbo and the Pursuit of Being

Posted on April 8, 2013 by Sacred Teachings

Life has a habit of ensuring that everything comes at once, but it does not give you more than you can deal with.  My husband and I never divorced when we parted ways, keeping what little money we had to cover what … Continue reading →

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How to break the Tedium

Posted on January 21, 2013 by Sacred Teachings

While I was working on teasing and cleaning my fiber for the coat project I’ve embarked on, I allowed my mind to wander.  Then in the middle of that section of the project I took time out to make a … Continue reading →

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The Trials and Tribulations of the Little Black Bag

Posted on April 21, 2012 by Sacred Teachings

I have finally finished the bag.  It took a little bit but then it allowed me some rest time, so the issues that came up were well worth it.  I’m pleased with the outcome of the bag.  With it being … Continue reading →

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Slowly but Surely

Posted on April 18, 2012 by Sacred Teachings

I keep hitting obstacles, little things that make me stop and smell the roses, or attend to real life in general.  I was not happy about having my day split up today.  I’m heading out today with a friend.  I … Continue reading →

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The new Hood

Posted on March 24, 2012 by Sacred Teachings

So here I am in my new Hood.  She’s a beaut, and she worked up quickly.  I used a double strand of wool, one dark green, one royal blue, so it was then like an chunky weight.  I had to … Continue reading →

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The mind boggle, I mean the Kitchener Stitch

Posted on March 19, 2012 by Sacred Teachings

Okay, so I’m working on socks, and everything goes well until I get to the end.  It’s grafted together with the Kitchener stitch and as luck would have it every time I get ready to do it, someone logs on … Continue reading →

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