the way back
One of the first things I gained when I quit drinking wine was some recovered free time. During my 20s and 30s, I often believed I didn't have enough time. My belief created my reality, so I lived those decades without enough time.
During my evening hours, I navigated my way back to productive creativity. I'd always been fascinated by quilts and chose to start a new hobby. I started exploring fabric stores, cutting fabric squares, and piecing together time-trusted patterns. I started with table runners and hot pads. After mastering these, I realized I might be ready to undertake a larger project. I sewed several quilts over the next few years. Quilting spoke to my love of order and uncomplicated math and gave me an exploratory place to play with color and patterns.
So, maybe you think you don't have enough time. What would be enough time? You might find your way stitch by stitch, word by word, brushstroke by brushstroke. Perhaps your way back is something new altogether. You may not know the way through or back, but a new direction can begin with just one small step. If you are looking for some gentle support along the way, I'd love to chat.
