quivering sunlight

outside
in the summer
quivering sunlight rocks my senses

etsy karma?

You reap what you sow, said Paul to the Galatians. And so it is in the world of etsy, apparently. Just after my first feature of etsy items (more to come, I promise), someone blogged about my etsy shop! Many thanks to Nicole Catroppo, also know as nicoleleeartistry, for her kindness. Check out her lovely feature (which includes some other fabulous artists and crafters, too) here. You'll find a special offer from my shop and from some others, so don't miss it!

storm

in the dark
I witnessed the beauty
of a ferocious storm

wind and thunder singing trees to life

in peace

I am in peace
personal and particular

still and calm
but awake

for your amusement...

The big thing in the etsy community, it seems, is using your blog to promote other etsy sellers. I've decided to jump on the bandwagon, but instead of just choosing a seller to "feature," I'm going to highlight a few items from treasuries I've curated, starting with this amusement park-themed one that just expired:


I'm in love with this photograph, "When We Are Old," by one of the most popular photographers on etsy, AliciaBock. I love it when I see older couples who are obviously still in love--so sweet. And I adore the old-fashioned quality of Alicia's photos. Check out her shop for more stunning photography.



I'm also a huge fan of this photo by brand-new etsy seller alternative2love. A dynamic combination: bright colors, Paris, and my personal favorite amusement park ride, the swings! This talented artist hasn't sold anything yet, so head on over to her shop to browse her artwork and vintage clothes, and maybe you'll be the first! (Unless I decide to beat you to it. :))


Finally, here's another tribute to the swings, miltongravy's painting, "The Yoyo." One of the few-and-far-between men of etsy, he fancies himself a "gourmet pigment chef." The soothing color scheme here is delicious indeed. And there's plenty more feasting for the eyes to be done in his beautiful shop!


Other sellers included in the treasury were jennsphotography, prettyvicious, photogypsy320, lbjphotography, gallogirlphotos, ellemoss, stoopidgerl, strangefascination, and galeriedeilluminata. Check them out. I promise you'll be amused, at the very least. :)

(All images are the property of the artists.)

moon whispers

the moon is whispering
softly and silently
but strongly
and with purpose

tea/pity party

another cup of caffeine and loneliness

you are addicted to tea and sympathy

NON-buried treasure

Another etsy first. This green treasury I made made it to the front page!! What fun. :)

181%

Long time no (informative) blog. I wonder what percentage of blog entries start out that way. Why is it that people can't stick with doing something that they only do in the first place because they want to? I guess it's because they get too busy with the things they have to do, like go to work. Which brings me to this awful thing that happened at work this week. First, I suppose I should explain that I have been working at two different crisis units--one for adults and one for kids--and I much prefer the one for kids, which is called Walker House. Things at the adult unit are very chaotic, and part of the reason for that is because we are understaffed and in need of more "paraprofessionals" to answer phones so that the therapists can concentrate on doing therapy and not have to be interrupted by phone calls. There has apparently been a lot of drama regarding this issue, such that something had to be done. And by "something had to be done" I mean that I have to give up everything about my job that I love and only do the 1% that I hate. Every day. For a month at the least. Starting next week, I don't get to go to Walker House anymore at all. I'll only work at the adult unit, and all I'll do is handle the phones--"helpline" calls, mobile crisis "dispatches," etc. No more therapy. It's intensely disappointing. Doing therapy has been so, well, therapeutic for me. I love it so much. For the past few months, being a therapist has felt like the one thing in my life that really makes sense, that really feels right. Not that the rest of my life is "wrong," mind you. I'm in a fantastic relationship, but it's long-distance and therefore not quite as satisfying as it could be (and will be soon enough?) Being a youth leader is, I suppose, the "right" thing to do as well, but I feel about 80% incompetent and approximately 100% ineffective. I'm a far-away girlfriend and a wannabe youth minister, but I've gotten to be an actual, real, live, therapist. But not anymore. I guess I knew all along that it was too good to be true. I knew I was spoiled getting to do therapy with no master's degree and basically no supervision; I just thought I was going to be spoiled for a little longer. :(

I just noticed I've used percentages like 4 times. Weird. Too much reading of technical, scientific things, i.e. boyfriend's thesis? Perhaps.

More later. Apparently, I'm going to have to get back into this blogging thing gradually...

clash

gutters clash with sunsets
as lovers do with theories