Saturday, October 18, 2014

My Soul is Fed with Needle and Thread



Soul has been starving.  Returning to basics and balance.  The joy I feel when handling a piece of fabric, creating something new, fixing something old, making a garment fit like a glove, seeing people smile has been missing for a long time.  Needles whirring up and down, scissors slicing, fabric flowing, patterns crunching, iron steaming....these are the sounds of my trade.  I am happy to return...my soul is fed!

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