I've been getting in touch with my love of thrift store shopping, and I found one of my favorite SARK prints the other day that really resonates with the themes of this blog. Enjoy!
Thursday, December 13, 2012
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I've been getting in touch with my love of thrift store shopping, and I found one of my favorite SARK prints the other day that really resonates with the themes of this blog. Enjoy!
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There's a reason I'm your MOC! I love junk stores, thrift shops and curbside treasures!
ReplyDeleteDitto! Such awesome treasures to be found!
DeleteWhen I read this, it made me think of a poem I'd seen on a blog. So I went out and found it again.
ReplyDeleteLoving the Odd Child
Copyright 2006 Anne Allanketner
The everyday child needs socks and sandwiches
Her hair combed, yes
And time to play, people to love.
The everyday child needs constant care
From you so keep her warm and kindly sheltered, nourished, held.
But it’s caring for the odd one, which makes us
whole again, after long confusions, blundering
and wishing she were normal.
Love that little odd child, and you will flower
in unexpected ways, veering off the path
that others gave you, to carved new and tender
territory in the mysterious, dark wood.
Give that little odd child what she needs:
a softer lamp light, all day at the zoom
Art supplies for breakfast, an early
Exit from the loud party.
Maybe she wants things you think are strange
But just believe in her, let her hold those
tiny tree frogs, let her climb down off your lap
to gather strange objects, her weird collections…
Her need for books, her fear of people
crushing plants, her awkward dislike of
your friends, her terribly low
pain threshold.
Gather each of these up in time, and kiss them.
Then put them down in front of her, loved.
This is the new path, taking your away
from normal and towards your SELF.
Towards the life you deeply long for
Towards the odd work, the odd lover, the odd house.
You were afraid that if you gave into her,
There would be no end to it
And that is true
For the odd child is a wild and tempting
shamaness, who given an inch will rise up
dancing and gather you in arms and sing
her throaty off-key melodies as she
winds her way through the wood and steps
Into her odd place in the bright and peopled world.
There she will shift the balance in some small
and significant way that only she can understand
having changed you so completely into yourself
she is unafraid
to reinvent
the world.
Nice one !
DeleteOh my. Sniff. Sniff.
ReplyDeleteMy mother would put me in water. With some potato's and carrots and an onion or two.
ReplyDeleteMy god, anon. Wow. Simply beautiful.
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Well, damn, I've done most of those. I don't suck as much as I thought.
ReplyDeleteAnd Q, you're killing me. I bet you were delicious.
ReplyDeleteThat was the first time I told my mother to eat me. And it wouldn't be the last.
ReplyDeleteI love this. q1605 that is so funny. You are amazing. Thanks uspi for posting this. I needed the reminder. Hugs.
ReplyDeleteThat's funny - I used to put Mike in a bath ALL the time when he got cranky. I thought I invented that! Damn, I'm not as smart as i thought.
ReplyDeleteWish I had a nickle for every time I said THAT.
That was awesome. It reminded me of one of my personal favorites.
ReplyDeleteIf I Had My Child to Raise Over Again
If I had my child to raise over again,
I'd finger paint more, and point the finger less.
I'd do less correcting, and more connecting.
I'd take my eyes off my watch, and watch with my eyes.
I would care to know less, and know to care more.
I'd take more hikes and fly more kites.
I'd stop playing serious, and seriously play.
I'd run through more fields, and gaze at more stars.
I'd do more hugging, and less lugging.
I would be firm less often and affirm much more.
I'd build self-esteem first, and the house later.
I'd teach less about the love of power,
and more about the power of love.
~Diane Loomans
Luckily, I still have a shorty so we are spending this Christmas listening to Strawberry Shortcake and going to Anmerican Girl. It is the best Christmas I ever had. Everyone should feel like they are the center of the universe at least once in their lives.
Brought a tear to my eye, thanks for sharing that. And I fucking LOVE Strawberry Shortcake! Enjoy :)
DeleteStrawberry Shortcake's "Berry,Merry Christmas" was purchased at a Goodwill and that I also found this wonderful unicorn thing in a glass ball that sparkles and plays music when you wind it up. There is something about a thrift store that makes you feel today is your lucky day. Like the day I found your website. Thanks for allowing me to share this stuff. There is something about your honesty that makes me feel I can be honest too.
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