Oh my! I’m practically doing backflips across my office floor right now. The excitement is nearly too much, I’m giddy, overjoyed, ok yes even that much excitement can be too much for me. Seriously though, I’ve stumbled upon the motherload of creative carpentry.
Ana White, who outgrew her first blog KnockOffWood, now runs Ana White. This is the blogger who got over 1,000,000 hits in her first three months of blogging. Why would it be called anything else? This little lady went from power-tool-averse to self trained on CAD tools and building her own house! She has great tips, free plans, and all the inspiration you need to get off your butt and get building.
Disappointed with the styles your finding? Just don’t want to pay the wicked $1300 price tag (or more???) of that Pottery Barn piece you’ve been eyeballing? Ana’s got you covered.
I’ve committed to myself to completely overhaul my office space by July 27th. Just a few hours with Ana have me feeling confident and crafty.
Check out this great project for a cubby covered craft table, pics & plans are all Ana:
I’ll be acquiring my own power tool additions soon and setting off to work. I’m sure I’ll post about it along the way. And of course, praying to channel my inner Ana all the while.
I heard a story for the second time yesterday about following peace. At first, I didn’t recall that I had heard this story before. Obviously I needed to hear it again. To protect those that may not want to be named, I’ll spare the full details of the story. But ultimately, the message is follow peace.
What does that mean? The first time I heard the story I was quickly able to pinpoint the decision I was facing and which one was right – which one would bring peace. It became much more obvious and blossomed in front of me and I was able to move forward. I was at peace.
This time; however, I’m finding complexity in the answer. What once brought me near instant resolve has me now questioning the very fabric of what makes up my life. Am I at peace? Am I following peace? Do I know what peace is in regard to this situation? No. I don’t. But I do know that I am not at peace and I am not following peace. Which, strangely enough, is a step ahead of yesterday. Or maybe it’s behind, as at least yesterday I was delusional.
I remember a time when I used to hear people say “Ignorance is bliss” and I would wonder how that could be true. Looking back, I was clearly the ignorant, because now I understand the bliss that is lost. If only I didn’t know… Clearly that is not the way I really want to live my life but there is that bittersweet taste left behind when the ignorance of a situation, a friend, a job, a life, whatever it is, washes away. Is the best path to salvage and correct, polish and fix. Or is it walking away.
What methods do you use to determine the best path? Well in the words of the Cheshire Cat I leave you with the thought – that if you don’t know where you’re going, any road will get you there.
I used to dream. About flying. Not through the air on wings of birds or some other type of contraption. Not magically like levitation though either. No my feats of flight were more exhilarating than that. No strings. No ties. Nothing to bind me to a choice. Ultimate latitude.
Expo Crow, Osaka
Trickling down the river flows the essence of the trees. The place where each lifeblood comes together, forming new isotopes, dredging among the earth.
All things that breathe whisper in the wind and the waters.
Crow flies down, drinks. Cautiously his guard waits. Calm and still warning signs of their own. Petals float haphazardly into the stream while crow blinks. Trigonometry in an instant.
Wherewithal of crow embodied unto me.