opening up shop.

failure is a funny thing. we are told of it's potential to teach us things, show us who we are, & open up possibilities we would have otherwise never found. we are told it is a good thing; and those of us who are optimists try to believe this. but when failure shows its face, it is easy to forget these so called good qualities. 

i recently committed myself to a project that failed. this afternoon, that failure transformed into positive possibility. i went into the barn to try and put things in order, figure out to do with all the items i had amassed, polished up and dreamed of finding homes for. and the funniest thing happened. the space i had made for the barn bazaar, suddenly became the scene for an impromptu photo shoot. hello esty, here i come.

 

rest in peace sweet barn bazaar; your potential was great & you have given me so much.

rolling to a slow stop.

 

i will never be one to run with the fast & furious. when life takes on to hectic of a pace, i seem to lose track of pretty much everything, my bank account, health & wellness- the whole bit. too fragile of a creature i suppose. 

so i have to admit that i am a bit relieved to just be sitting still. it is monday, my first official day of being unemployed & instead of whipping up one of those notoriously large to-do lists for the week ahead, i am going to go slow, take on a task or two a day, keep up with the dishes & laundry and enjoy the ride.

try, try & try again.

 

this afternoon the sun came out & shed a little light on things, in oh so many ways. one of my recent endeavors did a crash into a nearby tree.

the barn bazaar didn't turn out to be everything i had hoped. it ended up being a lesson that paid for itself & taught me a lot about my self. 

and so, i am going to dust myself off and get back up again, knowing a bit more than i did before.