(Re)Discovering Magic In The Mundane.
"To see the world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wildflower, hold infinity in the palm of your hand and eternity in an hour."
Here I was, sitting down beside a glass mason jar of water to write in my 2017 Recycled Tree Planner, Handmade in Colorado with paper from certified forests. The warm sun beating in through the window got me thinking about the last of the windows I had just collected for project tiny house. There will be 15, including a skylight.
I laid the windows out in a long assembly line. Unlike the line of robotic manufacturing, each and every one of them came from someone who no longer had use for them. The window search of 6+ months feels good knowing there is a second life for them all.
Back to my planner. April. An exciting time, a challenging time, an unstable time.
This month I plan to build the entire shell of the tiny house...
4 exterior walls (plus a gooseneck)
along with rough openings for 15 windows and one entry door
to be hinged
and swung open
into more of what will house A Space to Be & Love.
This month I plan to build the entire shell of the tiny house!
This month I will be searching for land to put the tiny house shell on. Right now, this is one. major. question. mark.
The building, design and materials needed are endlessly long with things-to-do, to-do-lists, and more. I feel as if I’m replacing a light fixture that held a 100 watt bulb for an intense 1000 watt one. Before opening my planner to plan away week one plans, two, three and four plans, I glanced down, saw a ladybug and paused.
It was here that I began counting the ladybugs dots which then had me simply counting my own blessings, windows, and windows of opportunity. I am reminded in the ladybugs presence of the dream seeds planted. This new April landscape is birthing it's way out in nature as my inner dreams begin to sprout and grow (and build) too.
I am sometimes surprised by the simple delight that the magic of nature shares. It has me touching one hand to the heart, one to the Earth, and in between - there just happens to be tons and tons of ladybug-like sparkles. In this moment, despite all of the tiny house nuts and bolts, I see a mason jar of water half full.
I've always loved an earthy green sage color, so as I was rummaging through old piles of wood for #swanstudio_tinyhouse and came across this *already green* car siding, it was a match made in #tinyhouse heaven! Happy to report every piece was put to use, and the white paint is #upcycled from an old housing project too!
Doing this #tinyhousebuild with #reclaimedmaterials is a slow process~~~ It's the #huntingandgathering and working with a constant variety of randomness all the while pondering how to best put them to use like a 1000 piece puzzle...🧩🌱
Sometimes, I put materials aside for awhile only to rediscover a home for them later on. It always surprises and delights me when nearly every.little.scrap can be put to use. The building process also challenges my creativity... like when I'm short a few helping hands to put up the wood, and resort to utilizing 2 ladders instead!
After putting up reclaimed pine boards (and swearing a lot with the warped pine boards) I decided to do a whitewashing technique so I could still see a bit of the wood grain come through. The juxtaposition from a warm green to icy white walls creates a vivid effect, don't ya think?
"It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love for your dream for the adventure of being alive. It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon… I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain. I want to know if you can sit with pain mine or your own without moving to hide it or fade it or fix it. I want to know if you can be with joy mine or your own if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful to be realistic to remember the limitations of being human. It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy. I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence. I want to know if you can live with failure yours and mine and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes.” It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children. It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back. It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away. I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments."
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