Sunday, January 27, 2013

Imagine a woman

Imagine a woman who believes it is right and good 
She is a woman. A woman who honors her
experience and tells her stories. Who refuses
To carry the sin of others within her body and life.

Imagine a woman who trusts and respects herself.
A woman who listens to her needs and desires.
Who meets them with tenderness and grace.

Imagine a woman who acknowledges the past’s
Influence on the present.
A woman who has walked through her past.
Who has healed into the present.

Imagine a woman who authors her own life.
A woman who exerts, initiates, and moves on her own behalf.
Who refuses to surrender except to her truest self and wisest voice.

Imagine a woman who names her own gods.
A woman who imagines the divine in her image and likeness.
Who designs a personal spirituality to inform her daily life.

Imagine a woman in love with her own body.
A woman who believes her body is enough, just as it is.
Who celebrates its rhythms and cycles as an exquisite resource.

Imagine a woman who honors the body of the Goddess in her changing body.
A woman who celebrates the accumulation of her years and her wisdom.
Who refuses to use her life-energy disguising the changes in her body and life.

Imagine a woman who values the women in her life.
A woman who sits in circles of women.
Who is reminded of the truth about herself when she forgets.

Imagine yourself as this woman.

-Patricia Lynn Reilly

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Fingerprints


Who made this? What was floating through her mind? What do her hands look like? What inspired her design? 

Handcrafted goods give us an irreplaceable link to the past; to tradition; to an individual. The pottery we recently got in the shop are signed by the artists from the Casas Grandes and Mata Ortiz pueblos of Mexico which are very close to one another. These are communities of indigenous peoples that have lived there for centuries. 

All materials and tools originate from supplies that are readily available locally and the process of making this pottery is from the ancient pottery traditions of the region. Amazingly, the pottery is hand-built without using a potter's wheel. You can imagine the talent and patience that goes into creating the perfect and artful shapes of the pots or ollas. 

You can buy these collectibles at http://soulsingboutique.com/collections/decor.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

JAMS!

We have been listening to Calexico's new album, Algiers, on repeat in the shop! It's released on October 30 but we're listening on Spotify ;)


Friday, October 19, 2012

Drop by!

The shop is finally CLEANED up and running smoothly! We were sort of open last week, but if you came in and saw all the books all over the floor you might have run in the other direction! It's looking good in here, so come by this weekend from 10:30-5pm and we'll help you find a treasure!

This amazing art deco lady (a twin!) used to be a lamp. They are just fabulous!

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Harvest Time

       October always hearkens the the end of the growing season as the summer Sun fades, to darken a little earlier in the day.
The Sun, like our hearts and dreams, inevitably sinks a little lower on our horizons, every year at this time: Offering us his shorter days and taunting us with his hard wisdom and cold lessons.
"Slow down, warm up and rest; For every end there will be a new beginning." This is the law of the natural world and Time is always a relative quantification!
 The scarcity of Time is only a shared perception, like the cultural madness that surrounds us every day; exasperated by our accustomed habits and assumed duties; Let go, and live and work onwards with Nature. Yet, we lament the passing of our garden sanctuaries and miss the seemingly endless hours spent working in the fields of our fancy: tending, to our beloved animals, flowers, fruits and vegetables. There is fertile ground still left to tend!
Dreamtime beckons our return. The Ice Queen doth cometh, and our Winter playgrounds will return soon. Chin up, Cheer up!  Here is a photo montage of our Summer playground and our sanctuary from the maddening crowd. Twas a glorious Harvest!

Autumn Morning Sun




Roasting Peppers

Herb Garden

Peppers Galore

Reserves


Kale

Transformation

Bringin in Dinner

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                                                                      Fall Song

Another year gone, leaving everywhere
its rich spiced residues: vines, leaves,
the uneaten fruits crumbling damplyin the shadows, unmattering back
from the particular island of this summer, this NOW, that now is nowhere
except underfoot, moldering in that black subterranean castle
of unobservable mysteries -- roots and sealed seedsand the wanderings of water. This
I try to remember when time's measurepainfully chafes, for instance when autumn
flares out at the last, boisterous and like us longingto stay -- how everything lives, shifting
from one bright vision to another, foreverin these momentary pastures.

~ Mary Oliver ~
(American Primitive)

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Embracing the Darkness

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Fall is my favorite season of the year, and it has been so chilly here in Colorado for the past week or so. After an incredibly hot summer, the weather is very welcome. The aspens are changing and the days are getting shorter and we are all trying to adjust to the change of seasons.
It is always like holding my breath as I move into the fall time. I love the weather, the scent, the crunchy leaves, and lighting fires, but it is a rude awakening to end the day much earlier and leave work in the dark.
As we move into the darkest time of year, and a hard transition, it is most important to take care of ourselves and listen to what our bodies and souls really need.
*Breathe, Smile, Relax.

Friday, September 7, 2012

As if for the first time

Cross-posted from Carrie Jordan's Blog

 Photography by Amanda Charchian


 Photography by Amanda Charchian
 Photography by Amanda Charchian


He looked around as if seeing the world for the first time. Beautiful was the world, colorful was the world, bizarre and enigmatic was the world! There was blue, there was yellow, there was green. Sky flowed and river, forest jutted and mountain: everything was beautiful, everything enigmatic and magical.
–Sidhartha
Re-reading a journal from three years ago, I came across this passage I had written down from Herman Hesse's Sidhartha.
We should wake up each day and look around as if seeing the world for the first time. There is so much to be grateful for.
I have been experiencing a range of emotions the past couple of weeks because I am downsizing and moving to a studio in a nearby mountain town. Leaving my wonderful bungalo apartment that I have made my home for two years is very sad. As I get ready to sell most of my things this weekend, sifting through memories and textures, I am excited, sad, nostolgic, and grateful. I have so much, and it is quite a #firstworldproblem that I don't want to part with my things. But this is an exercise that makes me feel alive. And I am excited to start over. 

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Put a crown on it

Cross-posted from carriejordanstudio.com.

Every girl deserves to feel like a princess...Making a flower or feather crown is a fun way to celebrate the last parts of summer!











Saturday, August 4, 2012

Books to feed your mind and decorate your home

Photo: A classic and unrivaled work by America's preeminent historian Francis Parkman. Fine leather bindings for the distinguished private library. 
The Book of One Thousand and One Nights. Stories by various authors. Translated from the original Arabic by John Payne. Khorassan Edition (Limited to 500 copies. Number 260 out of 500). London. 1901. 15 volume set complete. Illustrated with gravure plates throughout. The Book of One Thousand and One Nights is a collection of Middle Eastern and South Asian stories and folk tales compiled in Arabic during the Islamic Golden Age. It is often known in English as the Arabian Nights. Stories were collected over many centuries by various authors, translators and scholars across the Middle East, Central Asia and North Africa. The tales themselves trace their roots back to ancient and medieval Arabic, Persian, Indian, Turkish, Egyptian and Mesopotamian folklore and literature. Many tales were originally folk stories from the Caliphate era. 

Queen of the Meadow

Cross-posted from carriejordanstudio.com.
A couple of weeks ago, I was totally out of facial moisturizer. In a dry desert climate, that is a very bad thing! I searched around at Whole Foods to try and find something natural, but everything was $50 or not up to my standards. Later at the Boulder Farmer's Market, I came across a fairy lady from Switzerland who now lives in Fort Collins, CO. She is Queen of the Meadow
Photos from queenofthemeadow.com
I bought this amazing night lotion (no SPF) which is made totally of natural oils and for only $15. The oil is so light and hydrating, not at all sticky or thick. It is also: 
  • anti-aging
  • non-sticky
  • light oils
  • fast absorbing
  • nourishing and hydrating for your skin
  • renews complexion 
  • maintains healthy cells
  • high in essential fatty acids
Queen of the Meadow is a family business in Fort Collins, CO that creates all natural, organic hair and body care products. The ingredients for their products are wild gathered or organically grown and they even give you $1 off your next purchase if you refill your glass bottle instead of recyle or throw it away. 
What a beautiful way to live and work. I highly recommend these products!