I’m just a Giddy Girl filled with Enthusiasm
Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Samuel Ullman
I don’t look it any more but in many ways I am the same as I was when I was a kid. I love many things I used to love when I was a little girl. My favorite color is still pink, I embrace colors, play and creativity. I think that this is what my life is about sometimes. Being that girl in a red rain coat with shiny red sneakers you see on the buss when everyone else is dressed in brownish gray. I might be that girl with pink hair you don’t want to stare at but can’t help glancing over to again and again:
– What’s up with that girl? Why does she need to show off like that? Is she mad? Is she smiling at me?
I’m am that inner child people talk about with longing…. I’m working on my spirituality, I’m stringing my own rainbow, I have starlight in my heart. I saw my friend yesterday and told her that I’m fine. I was lying; I’m great! I could cry from smiling sometimes, but that might be just too silly?
And I…
…have wet felted these beads sitting outside in the sunshine this summer. Next week I’ll post the finished project if you want to see? It’s magic, it makes me feel like I can do magic with my fingers. Maybe I can? Maybe everyone can do magic? Have you tried?
I have thrifted little wooden treasures! See? A embroidery hoop for grown up to play with and a beautiful vintage box filled with carved domino pieces!
I have been wanting some Japanese fabric like for ever, and finally I convinced mom that we should get some together. We spent some money (a lot!) from what we have earned in our shop (what she earned), and got a little bit of fabric heaven! Hehe, just because you have might act childish you don’t need to be stupid, right? ;-)
Mom’s pile is mostly blue:
She loved the cherry one and is planning a tote I believe.
My pile looks like it belongs to a little girl:
I guess the girly girl is still with me. I’m still that girl that used to have a pink bedroom boudoir at 11, that collected scrap die cut images with angels and roses (and still have them) and wanted to be a writer when she grew up (will I ever?). Many things change in our life, other might never change. I change constantly, but some things might always make me 11-years-old-giddy?
We also bought some very cute trim:
This trim and the new fabric were bought on sale at Super Buzzy in California, a very cute online shop that ships internationally!
Scan from my Moleskine might fit into this post and my mood today too:
A collage in my diary from this week. Glued in daily ephemera and some images laying around as I was sitting in bed, listening to Ophera and Eckhart Tolle talking on my pink ipod! This morning I was listening to her interview with Byron Katie who I first thought sounded like a crazy woman but then… maybe not? She sure is happy, and that is worth listening and learning from if you ask me. I was fascinated with her saying that she wasn’t sad even when her mother died! I can’t explain her “work” that lead into a spiritual path and a new way of thinking, you’ve got to check it out yourself!
Giddy girl has one final thing to show today:
Link is fixed to my patchwork ball pdf tutorial, I’ve checked it and printed it myself. I think it looks neat! I bought a new to me magazine yesterday at an art exhibit that featured children’s book illustrations! It was so much fun and I couldn’t help myself playing with the movable images in the children’s corner… but schy, don’t tell anyone! They showed art by Maira Kalman for example, isn’t that cool? From New York to my little town here in Sweden. The magazine was about children’s art and is called Opsis kalopsis! Hihi. In the mail I have also received Dawn Sokol’s traveling Moleskine and a wordbook from my cool web-acquaintance Imelda Wubber (oh I adore her name!). The book is called Zweedsch-Nederlandsch Woordenboek!!! Published in 1907 and I’m gonna rip it!
Oh well, I need to sneak in some read but I promise, this is the last image for today:
Another red one, a butterfly made of wings, sitting in the window, meditating the rain.
This morning I tried to meditate for 15 minutes. It was nice.
And this is not even half of it. I need to go make dinner now. We’re having taco night.
That online store has yummy stuff! No wonder you indulged yourselves! I can’t wait to see what you did with the wet felted balls. They look like candy in that photo!
I checked out Byron Katie’s website. Will have to go back. Sounds interesting.
Summer vacation is almost over for me. Work starts officially on Monday. I’m looking forward to it though. It means a new group of kids, new activities, new challenges…
*hugs*
Sophie
The fabrics you chose just swept me back to my childhood days. They reminded me of my bedroom pillows! Oh how I loved them. :)
Oh, I do really love this post, even without reading it, just the pics make me feel happy!
Thanks!
I think there are enough serious grown-ups in the world ! Let’s hear it for “giddy girls” !!!
Cheers,
Kim
Jag blir s? glad n?r jag l?ser det du skrivit, vad sk?nt det ?r med folk som har barnasinnet kvar l?ngst ut ist?llet f?r att stoppa det l?ngst in s? det bara kommer fram n?r man dricker f?r mycket vin. ;)
Jag har ?ntligen f?tt till lite l?nkar p? min blogg, s?nt som jag blir inspirerad av, och nu finns du d?r!
Haha this was an awesome post, i love how you are so free and at ease with who you are, imagine this world if everyone was like that. It would be soooooo amazing :) i love those fabrics too.
Thanks for the inspiration that you give us . your great!!!!! :)
What an inspiring entry Hanna! I have been dealing with clinical depression for most of my life and am still trying to figure out how to be happy.(The older I get ; I’m getting better.) — Your description of being the bright girl in a world of grey made me grin. I dress weird too, hehe…
I don’t think it’s childish to love the things you love. I think it makes you young-spirited and interesting. Life it WAY too short to be so proper. Have fun and follow your heart!
You have brightened my day you giddy girl you!!
I am so trying to get back to that fun child again! After having three kids, I think I felt like I had to “grow-up” and be responsible (which meant you couldn’t act kooky). But after 9 years I am ready to let my inner child break free and loosen up! Who am I really living for…Me or the rest of the world? I choose me!
That’s a great quote to start the day!
Can’t wait to see the magic with the woolen balls. They are lovely just the way they are.
Finally: in your moleskine I see the word “flickdrom”. I don’t know what it means, but it sounds fun.
Hi Hanna! You have an award waiting for you in my blog!
Have a great weekend and happy crafting!
Every time that I see some felted ball or pebble or mitt, I want to try it. It looks soothing and meditative to do.
The red butterfly is the sweetest thing ever!
Yes, Hanna! We should all be so…