now i have been looking for the right shawl/wrap for ages
oh i have lots of scarves~i feel undressed without them~of different sizes and colours and patterns, but what i have been searching for was something huge that i could snuggle into~much like a large thin blanket~but that wasn't a blanket. something i could wear out and it not be obviously seen as a blanket.
in fact when i was in new york a few years ago i had found a wonderful wool paisley wrap in macy's, however when i saw the price tag i sadly walked away.
i have also seen some wonderful vintage ones on a certain online site but they have also been an awful lot of money.
but yesterday i found something soft, beautiful and blanket sized...
i wish you could feel it, it is so soft and the pattern and colour so beautiful~reminds me of the arts and crafts movement
but do you know something?
it's really a largish throw, maybe for artfully draping over a sofa or bed bought in ikea!
however in my mind, after seeing the colour, pattern and feel of it i knew it had to be mine and to be used as a large shawl/wrap.
and it wraps around and hangs beautifully and feels so cosy.
so remember~things can be utilised for use other than that they were designed for!
if like me you are somewhat eclectic then you may enjoy hel looks which is a 'street style blog from helsinki'.
when i came across this blog~goodness knows how, but i am glad i did~i think i spent a whole day going through the archives and seeing how much imagination is there on the streets of helsinki.
it made me want to pack my bags and flee to such a wonderfully creative place and sad to say it made me feel somewhat dis-satisfied in that these days, in this country, there are smaller concentrations of the wonderfully, eclectic.
maybe i am getting old but i find myself thinking back to my teens and early twenties when lots of different 'cultures' seemed to exist along with many different styles of music and looking eclectic was almost the 'norm'.
now when i walk through a town or occasionally a city i seem to be surrounded by a boring hegemony (i am not really using this in the right context but i think you know what i mean) and i am sad to say, but the new forest, especially my village, is not a place for the individual, the wild and wacky eclectic~and what few there are are not seen much.
here in the village there are two (not counting me~yes really, two!) people who do not fit into the general conservative mould and stand out like shining beacons of general oddness~one a man who has lived here many a year and has dreadlocks and a lady i passed one day as i was walking out of the village. she was generally dressed like me and maybe because of this our eyes locked and a little message, an acknowledgement of our differentness possibly, passed between us.
now there was something else i was going to pass comment on, but you know i have rambled on so much it has clean gone from my mind!
that will teach me for rambling...
solstice dreamer watches Le Tour while trying to remember...
ah i remember!
tina asked about yoga and i mentioned in comment that i had found a local yoga teacher.
i have been practicing alone for many years.
when i was about 15 or 16 i came across a yoga book of my dad's~a very funky sixties one~and i remember trying to follow the poses, not very well i might add, but fell in love with the whole idea of it.
as the years passed i dipped in and out.
in the late eighties/early nineties i found a book on yoga specifically for the different stages of a woman's life (i have searched my books high and low and cannot find it, i can only think it is with other books at my mum's) and of course then came videos' and following hot on its heels dvd's.
with the onset of m.e my practice wavered, stopped, started, wavered, stopped when my fibro started and then i started again.
slowly and carefully and with a few complete stops.
but yoga has never left my heart and i have always flicked through old copies of my different yoga magazines when the spirit seemed to waver.
recently my practice has become more regular again and with it the urge to find a local teacher and join a group of like minded people.
so i 'googled' once...
now there are plenty of yoga teachers and classes around here, some of them are held at one of two yoga studios in southampton and looking at their websites i have never felt i would be comfortable there.
but yesterday, inspired by my magazine i decided to 'google' twice, this time for 'new forest yoga teachers' and had this moment of serendipity
don't you think this is the most beautiful and welcoming web site?
so i e-mailed the teacher for some more information and so i am now waiting to hear back from her
and do you want to know the funny thing?
not only are all her classes within five miles of my little roundhouse but she lives only moments away from me!
~i feel so excited~