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Feeling the crafty vibe again

Before I became a mum, I was someone who had lots of different interests and lots of time to explore all the different things that caught my eye. I wasn't able to quite do everything I wanted due to limited space and my house just not being fit for purpose. While I loved candlemaking I really did not have the space, and the kit was all sold off (much to my regret).

Then I had a child and all my crafting interests went out the window. I had no time, and honestly I didn't have the motivation. There was a lot going on in my head and I didn't have time or energy to do the things I loved.

2020-21 was a significant period of change, I learned how strong I am, I moved house, and I cleared my mind. Little Legs is not so little and can actually sometimes leave me in peace to focus on things for me. I can actually find time to be "Tatty" and not just mum, or civil servant.

That period I did little bits of knitting, some embroidery and even made a felted sleeve for my teapot to keep the brew warm. It felt good to be doing these things but I still felt held back as I knew in my heart I wouldn't be staying that long in the new house and felt like I couldn't do the work needed to it to make it work properly for the two of us. I wasn't quite sure what the future held and continued to feel "unsettled".

This year has brought bigger changes. My heart and mind are wide open, and there are big changes coming. But these changes have brought calm to my mind and my soul, the restlessness and uncertainty has been replaced with peace, trust and confidence, and sureness of a positive future. 

The plans for the future involve another house move, and a joining up of forces. In turn my creative brain has been fired up and I have so many ideas, things I want to do and I feel so excited. 

Felting projects are planned, knitting projects are underway, and thoughts are starting to form around how these things can be done in the future and where these projects might take me.

I'm looking forward to getting my hands into some of these projects, quite literally. Currently I'm doing quite a lengthy process of cleaning up some Alpaca fleece kindly donated to me, and once done, the felting process will be underway once more.



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  1. So glad you are getting your life sorted and building in some creative 'me' time. Looking forward to seeing your results.

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