I wasn't sure how this tale began, until I started typing. Then I remembered, it was the gremlins invading my printer and computer this week, that sort of stirred up some magic. Go Figure.
You see, for the first time, instead of kicking and screaming at the gremlins, I tackled the squirting ink and crashing computer in a sound and calm manner, and then walked away for some soul time. It was such a peaceful gesture, and felt really good to keep calm and carry on as they say... Who knew?
I decided to put on a pretty frock and have some one on one time with my favorite creature. I was composing a little tune, when thoughts started floating around.
Thoughts regarding a coincidentally common topic I have been having with my girlfriends.
The topic being, Spark.
More specifically, a person's inner spark.
That gorgeous tingle in your soul.
That space where you feel love and joy and bliss and creativity, and more.
Do you know where your spark is?
Is it with you now, or is it on vacation?
One thing is certain regarding spark. I heard this from a viable source. Losing your spark is not possible! Isn't that great news? It can be hidden, but not lost. And even better news for the day, it can be found! This can even happen several times in a lifetime, with no negative effect upon your spark. I know, greatest news ever!
So, as I thought these thoughts I strongly came to feel that my spark is intertwined with imagination and creativity and kindness and love. I feel my spark tickling me when I am painting, or even when I am chatting happily with a stranger at the grocery store.
I even feel my spark come to life when I find a penny, or help someone out. My spark gets its strength from many sources.
Sometimes, even a little reminder that there is whimsy and hope and goodness can make my spark glow. In many ways, it's that spark that makes us feel alive, and reminds us of who we are. Don't you think?
As these thoughts continued to swirl, I went about my week...
A little idea kept tugging at my heart strings as I was strolling around the garden.
How could we share a little of that spark with others? A little bit of that whimsy and magic? I set out to find the answer...
It was then that I spotted a tiny bit of moss in a vast desert landscape. Green fuzzy lovely moss.
I bent down, and touched my fingertips to the moss. Delightful.
And that is when I saw the oddest thing. There was a key on the ground, right beside some tiny pots I made years ago.
Only, I had never seen this key before. Ever. Honest.
I knew then that, whatever it was that I was searching for was near...
The sun became brighter and brighter as I strolled along.
Bees buzzed around, and that made me feel that lovely feeling of spring time mixed with hope.
The sun seemed to get brighter and brighter. I had to cover my eyes...
I walked past one of the old workshops, and continued down a path, where I came upon exactly what I had been in search of...
A message. A wish. A reminder. Maybe even something to liven that inner spark?
What was it exactly, you ask?
Well, it was a Wish Ticket of sorts. Something to keep for yourself or share. That's what it says ;)
I decided to pass some on. Maybe even, leave some to be stumbled upon. Roll it up, Crinkle it up, snail mail it, tack it to a wall. Here is what I did with some of mine...
On an old Truck...
On a gypsy wagon...
On someone's gate (who I know will just love to receive this)...
Oh, and in a cafe too...
If you feel compelled to share some of these wee wishes yourself, please please do so.
3 wishes per sheet, from me to you.
Print as many as you'd like.
(give the pdf a good 60+ seconds to open)
I sent one of these to my Mombie Mom and she said, "Where did you get this? I am so excited, what a great reminder!"
I replied. "Twas the fairies..."
And it was ;)
So, that's the 411 around here. Much more on the horizon, or at least hoping there will be if I can get all my clay fired and my paintings completed ;)
See you sooooooon!
ps: Yummy February Anthropologie Circus love Catalog.