I began crafting at a very early age. I loved summer camp because there was always a portion of the day spent on some type of craft activity. Who doesn't want a cracked marble necklace? Or a leather cat coin purse stitched together with plastic. But my favorite crafting activities occurred when the instructors gave us materials and allowed us to create from there: paper, paint, fabric. I loved scraps of anything.
Actually, I still love scraps of anything. It seems that there are bits and pieces of my life strewn across my day. I have scraps of interests showing themselves in all areas of my life. I enjoy writing. I have started several blogs around my life as an educator. The problem is that I constantly censor myself so that no one in my district will take offense. I recently began a blog on using technology and have been warned about sharing my beliefs. Censoring one's beliefs in a blog seems contrary to the purpose of a blog. Sitting here frustrated with the limited perspectives of the people around me, I considered my options for writing blogs. I don't want to write to a party line; therefore, I will not continue my previous blogs. That leaves me here writing a blog on putting fun in one's life through crafts. Who am I going to offend? I am certain I will offend someone but not anyone who signs my paycheck.
In an effort to enjoy the rich scraps of my life, I am going back to the things I enjoyed as a child. Actually I have been "collecting" the tools for crafting for quite a while. I now need to DO IT!
I have many ideas, I purchase the materials to create the ideas, and ...! Some how I allow fear to stop me. I'm not certain why, but I begin to think of problems with the ideas and then the materials sit in a drawer, on a shelf, in the closet waiting for me to pick them up. This is the beginning of how I will pick them up.
How do you move toward your ideas and away from that critical inner voice? I'm thinking of next steps and the commitment that I want to make to this project, but fear of failure is stopping me.
First Project: fish blanket for Cooper. He just turned three and is waiting for his new sister. Mom and dad created an undersea world in his room. This will go with that. Let's see if I can conquer my fear and finish this first project.
