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Sunday, January 2, 2011

O My!!

I did not realize it had been so long since I had posted here. I had been busy with creating, writing, job hunting, moving from a flooded apartment, new site building...everything apparently but blogging!! eeekkk!! Forgive me...

If you would, please take a peek at my new site Bohemian Glitz I have added the mens items just tonight. In lieu of several categories, I have decided to list everything in just a few simple categories. For men, for women and possibly a category just for accessories like hair pieces. This way, people can browse and see what a diverse collection there is.

Enjoy!!

Tera

Monday, July 26, 2010

Time Flies

Already having been in the Seattle area for a month and a half, I can say I am quite pleased with life. My designs are being shown at the Columbia City Gallery and I am waiting to hear back on my application to another. I am also waiting to hear back on a festival application for August.

My goal is ten galleries or combined retail locations all at once. This may take some time to achieve as I also am pursuing my writing. Stayed tuned... I am up to almost 2000 words. Writing for me is so rewarding and I get on a "roll". My creative juices don't stop. Just like when I sit down to create jewelry, I can often spend hours upon hours at it.

I have a desk in the corner in pieces meant to be my jewelry work area. I may have to tackle putting it together myself very soon. The beads are calling me and they, along with the wire, tools and clay are all here now.

Whatever shall I make first? I think some bead weaving is long overdue.

Tuesday, June 29, 2010

New Gallery!

Just a quick note to let you all know I am now selling my creations in a gallery here in Seattle!! To take a peek...wander on down to Columbia City Gallery at 4864 Rainier Ave S. They have a nice collection of pottery, sculpture and paintings in addition to jewelry by several designers.

Sunday, May 23, 2010

Facebook Page

Good Sunday morning!

March and May's contest questions which are posted on the Bohemian Glitz page on Facebook are yet to be answered. Any member of the group can answer, just post your reply on the wall under the question. I will keep these monthly contest questions open until they are correctly answered.

Each correct answer is worth "$5", not actual dollars but more like points to be spent on any of my designs on any of the sites I sell on. I will save these points up for you or you may spend them right away.

Please spread the word about the group so we may grow! Feel free to post questions, comments and check out the discussions tab. I always love to get feedback.

Good luck!
Tera

Thursday, May 13, 2010

What Do You Do At Three Thirty in The Morning?

If you are me, you are writing at three thirty in the morning. Yard sale looming just hours away, signs not done because you left the markers at the neighbors house....What do you do at three thirty in the morning?

I really should be sleeping. I am thinking though of this evenings earlier phone conversations.

I posed a question...."What then, after that?" It's nice to know that at least the first steps are in place to forgiveness. I have left the door open and we shall see. I am wondering if I need to be forgiven as well. I did react and showed my hurt....I spoke some truths, at least from my side.

There is always more than one side to a story but without communication, all we can do is piece together our own truth as we see it. If it is not accurate, is it our fault? In a way, yes.

For a while, silence worked. Silence is actually a sweet thing when shared with someone. You can sit in silence together, on a phone, hear their breath and feel them. If you can do this, then forgiveness should be easy.

Humility comes into play in forgiveness. One must be humble to appreciate the beautiful silence that is shared between two. One must be patient to sit and wait for the silence.

That leads me to my next thought, since I have already been impatient I know the first thing I must ask forgiveness for. Second, I must ask forgiveness for acting out of hurt. We do this all the time so you may be wondering why this is a concern of mine.

I once had someone say to me "Don't mistake love for feelings that have gone unchecked." In this case, I need to be forgiven and forgive myself for unchecked emotions~hurt which resulted in anger.

Luckily, as I have taken back control of my life the anger has subsided. Knowing I have done this on my own is satisfying to an extent. Asking for help and accepting help have always been a bit foreign to me. I am, after all still a work in progress. I figure I have another forty years or so left before I am complete.

Blessings to all,
Tera
aka Abigail The Wall Flower

Monday, May 3, 2010

Good Evening!

I am wondering just how many of you spend hours and hours on your computer and leave the television virtually untouched? Between Facebook, Twitter, Etsy, My Blogs and email I admit I do sit here quite a bit.

I have just over 30 days before I hit the road and I will not have access to a computer for about four days. Whatever shall I do??? Today, I loaded all of my contacts from my address book into my cell phone. Upon doing so, I discovered I really need to clean up my address book! Yikes....

I am in Ohio, three hours ahead of most of the people I would visit with. So while my decency tells me don't call because it's late, I realize even though its 11pm here its only 8pm back there....I believe when I hit the road to return to my home state I will feel relief. I can imagine as I drive closer and closer wanting to drive longer hours each day just to get there faster.

I will keep you all posted....

Friday, April 30, 2010

Lipka and Gifts from Heaven

After the sun has let up and the doors have been left open so that the beetles may join in on the evening fun Lipka has shared his gifts from heaven.

I have spent almost the last two hours watching a movie named "Zelary". My daughter brought it home from the library. Lord, I have come to love foreign films with subtitles. It is the second one I have watched this week. In this particular case, I have paused the movie for I know something sinister is about to happen and I wish to be no part of it. At least, not until I get these thoughts out of my head.

It used to be I would say "get these down on paper." For the sake of speed, accuracy and legibility I am preferring the computer to paper most days. Journals carried with me are most preferred for as I find too often I can not hold onto the exact words long enough to record them.

So, Lipka...what are his gifts from heaven and why did I feel the need to stop the movie to share them with you? Really, the movie is about the main character who saves a man's life and ends up married to him. Why focus on Lipka?

Lipka is the poor boy who is beaten by the live in mate of his mother. I can not fathom a mother who would stay with a man who would do such a thing. Lipka receives gifts from heaven that lifts his spirits and helps him through winter. At least, that is what I would like to believe. I paused the movie after he shared blocks of his chocolate aka gifts from heaven and it is only the beginning of winter. The pause is because I do not want to see the ugliness that I believe is about to unfold before me.

We are exposed to so much ugliness daily. I know I will return to the movie but why sour the sweet words that need to be put into press before they leave me? The lady who has married this man out of necessity is becoming to love him. Imagine 1943, the underground, a house with no electricity and a city girl is smack dab in the middle of it falling in love with what the villagers refer to as an old goat.

I do want to know what happens next. But I wanted to share Lipka's gifts from heaven with you first. Such a simple thing, sharing the chocolate. Bittersweet, melts on your tongue and for just a moment your able to escape to a better place. A place with no terror, no empty cupboards and no lack of love.

Remember Lipka as you go about your day. A poor boy with whiplash marks on his back, chocolate stashed in his home made of cedar branches in the middle of the forest in the winter and no family to call his own and yet he shares his chocolate.

Blessings,
Tera