the gentle power of “mend”

This morning I woke up with the word “mend” on my mind.  What a simply beautiful word.  I kept thinking about it while I actually mended a few things.

  1. A suede jacket I inherited from my paternal grandmother.
  2. My daughter’s blue jeans…not a rip in a fashionable spot.

I realized that mend somehow uniquely seems more feminine to me than its masculine cousin, repair.

Mending and sewing connects me to the ancient wisdom of mothers, daughters, sisters, grandmothers, aunts and friends.  Women have been sitting together stitching, solving problems, laughing and crying in gardens, front porches, church basements, adobes, tents and huts throughout the history of the world. This is a part of all of us, even if it hasn’t necessarily been our personal experience.  We mend in the way I did today, but we also mend broken hearts, bones & skin, relationships, nervous systems, false narratives and so much more.

Here’s to mending whatever is in your literal or emotional stack of damaged goods. 

Go ahead, tap into that ancient wisdom. 

The ladies are waiting to help you.

I’ve slept in…

seven different cities in the last two weeks and I am finally home.  This prairie girl truly loves to wander and it was a grand adventure.  However, tonight I’m very happy to be in Burlington, Vermont with my daughters, my husband and my cat.  I’ll be posting photos as I get them organized.  Here’s a few from my travels.  Goodnight.

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ROCK & ROLL HALL OF FAME

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HEIDELBERG PROJECT DETROIT

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MILWAUKEE AT NIGHT

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SOMEWHERE NEAR TREASURE CITY/MINNESOTA