Winds of Change are Blowing Again

The winds of change continue to blow. It has been six full months since I left the farm in Bristol Wisconsin. I can not say that it has been a delightful experience in any sense of the word. I miss Wisconsin terribly as living in Illinois is very hard on my eco system, if you are able to understand the flow of energy and how it effects you on a soul level. Each and every day is a challenge with the traffic, noise and feel of the vibrations coming from the earth. I have had a difficult time adjusting to it. My job has been very taxing to say the least, demanding long hard hours at the restaurant, waiting tables, cooking, cleaning attempting to keep up with the flow of business, the menu changes, training of the staff and trying to hire enough people to cover schedules. I have come to the end of this road.


I am taking back my power and how I see myself as a person (or being of light) and not just a manager for a company that only cares about the bottom line so that the corporate people can live their lives while I continue to sacrifice mine. I am ecstatic to announce it is Officially Over. I Quit!


I have accepted a position with the Bristol Renaissance Fair, working part time in the office and I will continue to sell leather masks & magical wands at Eyes in Disguise, during the season of fair which opens  on July 12th, the week end after 4th of July.


I have been gifted with the ability to manifest things pretty quickly (except for the winning lottery numbers that is) and have seen things I only thought about days prior come into full fruitarian of physical form right in front of me. Everything falling into place so that I may live the life I had only dreamed for, which is to work the Bristol Faire and afford to spend my time being a primitive artist, learning to live a vegan & holistic lifestyle, making healthy all natural soaps and helping others on their journey through this maze of negativity. I keep reminding myself that I must be very careful what I think about as Thoughts Do Become Things. I trust that I have been placed here for a very good reason and even though I had the opportunity to move to a beautiful apartment that I had the pleasure of viewing just after I moved in December, I passed it up as it appears that the planets were in alignment for me to go forward with my dream.


So here I stand, feeling as though I am ready to take flight off the end of a cliff, trusting that I will not fall. That things will come to pass as I see myself being a successful artist and living my life out in joy filled with grace and ease. Enjoying what I love most, the Bristol Faire & Primitive art. So I quit my job and I am beginning this fabulous journey that I intend on sharing with you along the way and joining my best friend Vicki @ Oakridge Primitives once again


Many blessings to you. . .


Oh yeah, I would still love to be a Philanthropist in the near future, which has always been my ultimate dream. . .LOL


till next time

Published in the May 2014 Prims Magazine

DO I have to tell you that I am totally delighted to have been published this month

 May 2014 Edition of Prim Magazine.

Oh my goodness!

I am thrilled to tears and just so honored for the invitation and publication of my work

I have been creating characters for many years, that which I sell either at craft shows, on my ETSY shop, Cranes Nest Creations and also seasonally on ebay.

I love Prim Magazine and have paged through this publication so many times in the past issues, excited for these artists, admiring their work and wondering if I could ever become good enough to be published.

You know how you just feel that you could never become as good as those artists that you see in magazines. I fear we all harbor too much insecurity! Until that one foggy day that I received an email invitation to submit my Uncle Sam Crow Knodder to the magazine for publication..

I had no idea what this entailed so called my Dear friend and asked her if she knew anything about this and to lend me some advise. She warned me of some scams that she had received of late so of course I took her advise and filed the email. A few weeks had past and I received yet another email, guiding me to submit this piece for publication again, so I started to do some homework on the issue.

After communicating with the publisher, who was very kind and most helpful in guiding me through the process of submission I sent off the requested piece and documents along with the return postage as they would return the piece to me.

Do I have to tell you what a wonderful day that was? Me, of all people I thought! Someone who creates because I love to be in that place of total absorption, Me, who thinks everyone else's work is so beautiful! Me who doesn't give myself the credit I deserve, even though I sure sell a pant load of stuff during the fall and winter months on ebay and my feedback is outstanding. Maybe it's just that I have been creating for so long that I have become numb to the compliments from all those wonderful people whom I assume are just being ever so kind.

What ever the reason that things unfold and happen in their own divine timing, I am most grateful and hold much appreciation for what I love to do in my spare time. It is truly a gift and I am so blessed

I thank you Prim Magazine for the opportunity to be published and to the wonderful editor that guided me like a guardian angel through the process.

I hope you get a chance to pick up a copy as there are many lovely creatures in the pages of this  Americana addition of Prims Magazine. The link on the left side will take you to Stampington & Company so you may order a copy or enjoy their many other publications.

for now, many blessings and enjoy. . .

till next time. . .   

January Chill -2

The January chill continues here in southeast Wisconsin and Northern Illinois but at least we have not had the amount of snowfall that Indiana and Michigan are up against. The temperatures are below 0 and I'm afraid my creativity is frozen along with it. I have dreamy images of lemon/poppy seed soap floating through my head along with some bunny dolls but it is hard to get moving in this cold weather. I am hoping that the new moon on January 31st begins a new in all aspects of creativity and motivation alike.
It's almost February and the hearts are starting to fill the store shelves in the local area shopping plazas. Love is in the air but I'm dreaming of bunnies and eggs already. Too funny how some things keep passing by. . . so we'll have to see what becomes of it in the Prim Community as spring gets a little closer everyday.
I'm working on manifesting some warmth for us all . .
For now stay warm and out of the elements unless you must travel
till next time


many blessings. . . .

January, Oh January

January 2014 and it's full wolf moon has brought about many endings and as the new moon approaches I can only look forward to new beginnings.


I received an invitation to submit my artwork for Prim Magazine back in November. The submission for my Uncle Sam Crow knodder was accepted by Stampington & Co. and is scheduled for the May 2014 publication.


I moved during the month of December 2013 and getting myself settled here has been difficult to say the least. I have had  to adjust in many ways and actually still attempting to do so, I feel this is going to take some time. With new surroundings in a more traffic heavy place and a room mate to share space with my creativity is non-existent since most of my belongings are in boxes, crowding and cluttering up my mojo. I have space to create but no space (mentally) to create. My every move is monitored by the essence of another human energy.


I have lived alone since the parting of ways with my husband, for the last 10 years, free to do what ever, when ever I chose, making as much racket as I wished. I lived in remote areas of Wisconsin where the creatures are free range and there are few people or traffic of any kind, let alone someone in the same dwelling. This is a challenge since I am gainfully employed and work a rotating schedule outside of the home. My room mate is retired and watches tv during his waking hours or putzing around the yard, removing snow from the driveway, etc. but always stepping into the room to talk to me. It's kinda like having a two year old since he is not at all accustomed to computers, sewing machines, cell phones or any modern day gadgets, so you can imagine how these conversations go. It makes the ablitiy to focus slim to non


Then there's work, my schedule starts out on a mid shift 11-9pm the 6am-whenever, 7-5, 2pm-12:30am , 2-12:30 off ,off with a consistent flow of phone calls and text messages when I am not there and it pays $43,000 before taxes and insurance which doesn't leave much to live on let alone save anything or pay off medical bills from last year.  The spinning of wheels is how my life feels these days and I am really hoping that by time the new moon is upon us that things are going to change for the better.
I'll keep meditating to bring some kind of quiet to myself. Focus first. . . of course I am manifesting a clearer future where I may have the mental space I need to carry on with the things I love, a peacefulness in my environment and time to craft & create, oh and finally unpack my belongings. . .
till next time, watch for my published work in Prim Magazine in May 2014


Many blessings. . . .