Truly Living

I love all things folk, rustic, handmade.  I breathe the natural world and seek its approval.  I long to live the pre-industrial life, where my hands are the machines that simultaneously build my soul as well as the world around me.  Where my work creates, matters, calms, and sustains me.  It is spiritual.  It is whole.  It connects me to my family, my community, my earth, my god.  The liminal lines between the sacred and mundane glow on the hearth of my home.  Simply, lovely, wholly.