Self Portrait

So this is me.

My sister does this thing called 'my place and yours' and I believe it explains why she has tidy parts of her house, despite the absolutely manic place at which she lives her life.

This week it's self portrait.

I used this photo because I took it last night and I think it kind of sums me up somehow.

I'm imperfect - but that's okay:

ring the bell that still can ring

forget your perfect offering

there is a crack in everything

that's how the light gets in

- Leonard Cohen

I love to take pictures and to play with them after. I love to write poetry and to read it and share it. I love to knit. I love to be with my friends and with my family. I love to be outside. I love trees and I love birds. I love the seasons. I'm excited about Autumn, and about moving to Sydney and about the Sumo getting her hair cut tomorrow.

I love blogging and I love reading the blogs of amazing folk who make their worlds beautiful.

I love to read fantasy novels about other worlds and about magic.

I love my room.

I love clothes.

I love jewellery, especially.

I have hopes for my life and also fears.

Last year I learned about family and what it means to belong.

Last year I learned to sew.

This year I'm going to make a quilt.

This year I'm learning about my creativity.

This year I am learning to trust the good.

This is me.