Nourishing Traditions, Sewing Stall, Toxins & Spiritual Thoughts...

These are the things floating around in my head these days... I hope they will become productive in my life...
Nourishing Traditions is a book- it totally rocks my world- it's all about traditional diets and ways of eating that help your body to digest and absorb the nutrients we need. The emphasis is on whole foods with lots of info on fermenting stuff & making bone broths and all sorts of lost arts of nutritious deliciousness. Our kitchen and eating habits have been in a slow evolution toward more sustainable and healthy choices for a long time. This might just be part of the end picture... I mean, I haven't arrived, but it is exciting to see more clearly what I am working towards!
Less satisfying in my life right now is the state of my creative projects, which do not exist except as a pile of fabric, old clothes and yarn filling my office & ideas floating through my brain. I do not know how to use the sewing machine I was given for Christmas. It is quite old, I will have to find someone quite knowledgeable to get it up and running. I may attempt to do so tomorrow. Many friends are taking off on their creative textile journeys, and I feel left in the dust. I only hope my creative muse hangs around long enough to be of practical use.
Toxic Everything! I am so fed up that I am actually bored of it. I've become one of those "in the know" Toxin Snobs. I don't even bother to say anything, unless someone asks, and then I'm like, "yeah, of course that's full of crap. It's got SLS which'll give you cancer, phthalates which are hormone disruptors, and triclosan- not enough to kill the bacteria, just enough to inoculate them and make them resistant. I like to buy soap from the farmers market for a reason. " I wish the government would take responsibility and make Non-Toxic Life the LAW. But so far I've done nothing to let them know that, so boo to me.
Which leaves Spiritual Thoughts- which are like constellations of delicate ideas bright and full of meaning, but easy to lose sight of and difficult to point out to others. Things like spiritual maturity. Like the beauty of orthodoxy. Like the transformative nature of my vocation as wife and mother. Christ as Mystery unfolding.

And then there is this uneasy feeling that I am altogether too busy with so many interests and projects and am not quite striking a balance with enjoying life and really being present to my daughter...

And now I need to sleep.