“There is a sufficiency in the world for man’s need but not for man’s greed.” ~ Mohandas K. Gandhi
I’ve had a very productive day. I cleaned a great deal which is a mindless job so it gives me time to ponder. And it feels good to look at sparkling clean kitchen, bathrooms, etc. I’ve been thinking about things I’m passionate about.
I have been an environmentalist most of my adult life. D and I were recyclers long before it was the “in” thing to do. I still am. I’m sure he is too. I’m a member of the Sierra Club. But today, in search of goals, I have been thinking of ways I might do more. That’s one possibility to examine. I’m not sure how much of an activist I’m willing to be.
I’ve thought for a number of years about ways to make women’s lives better. But how? I’m on the Women’s Council at my church but it seems to me we don’t have very ambitious aims in that group. Granted, it’s a new group and we’re just feeling our way. But somehow the Valentine’s Dance just didn’t do anything for me nor will it ever. How about starting a women’s writing group. Maybe writing journals and sharing. Or not sharing. Writing can empower even if no one reads it. Something to think about.
Another passion of mine is art. In particular, fabric art. I love textiles. And color. I’m not a painter (well, I paint walls) and I don’t draw but I love to manipulate fabric. I’ve looked for an art-quilting group in my area but haven’t found one close enough. Where does that leave me then? I’m not a big organizer. But I do know several quilters. It wouldn’t hurt to ask around. I guess if I could get a group started, I wouldn’t have to be the leader. I don’t really want to be in charge. Just a participant. This is an interest I definitely want to pursue one way or the other.
OK. I’m tired and brain-dead and I’m going to bed. More on this another time.