June 2009


June 30, 2009

When I went to write my blog post today, I noticed that the past few posts have been pretty heavy on the reflections. I realized just how backed up I am with the projects that need to be completed. I was sitting at my sewing table this morning, and I counted eight pieces that need to be finished up in the next week, which is kind of crazy (although I am excited to share them with all of you). I think that I have let life overwhelm me a bit, and I always hate playing catch-up from moments like these.

I also have a lot of changes coming up with our store. First, we are closing the current online store, and moving it to a simpler and smaller website. The web address will still be the same, but rather then a straight knitting/yarn store, Shivaya will now focus on a variety of handmade and natural products that reflect a bit better the things that I love; hand sewn originals, embroidery, knitting, naturally dyed yarn, and natural soap and oil. There will not be huge selections, but rather pieces will come and go as they are completed.

I loved getting the opportunity to create Shivaya, and to spend my days working at creating a line of natural dyed yarns, but at the same time, I feel a large pull to return to my main responsibility, which is caring and raising my little ones. Employees, 20 hour work days and not being available for my kids as I should be is not the right path for us, so Shivaya will now become a small, speciality shop that reflects my love or art, while still allowing me to be here with my family.

Nothing will change with the blog, and hopefully it will just keeping growing and getting better.

To answer the one question I have gotten most since I made this decision; yes, we will still carry our yarn, but in a very small amount. I will be posting here to the blog, as well as to our newsletter when we have new items in the store.

Thank you to everyone who has helped to make Shivaya what it is. I hope that you will join me as I take a slightly new path.


Nature and the Self

June 29, 2009

We all have those special places that when we visit, we just feel connected to an important memory or time in our lives. The Denver Botanical Gardens is one of those places for me. I walked the gardens almost every week when I was pregnant with my oldest child. I walked it when I first went into labor, in the Fall after he was born, and many seasons since. I have breastfed in almost every corner of the gardens, I have read countless books, sang countless lullabies, and watched as each year has brought more and more beauty to bloom.

The Gardens have also had a special place in our homeschooling lives as well. It is a wonderful place to discuss everything from photosynthesis, to environmental stewardship. Science, math, literature, storytelling, writing and reading have all been a part of our garden experience, and if nothing else, it is just a great place to relax and take a break from our daily lives.

Some days I have the overwhelming feeling that I need to make sure that my kids see the beauty, that they are paying attention to the ways that flowers grow, to seed pods and pollination. That they understand how special it is that they are able to experience this kind of beauty. Then, of course, I remember that is not the way that kids learn. That running through the gardens, laughing and loving their time, that is how they “get it”.

They may not remember the exact flowers that grew there, but they will remember eating a mango popsicle under the shade of a tree on a hot summer day.

They may not remember the look of the pond in the Japanese garden, but hopefully they will remember sitting for hours on the fence and watching the fish in that same pond.

Photograph by Elwood

Pond Reflections by Jakey

Hopefully they will remember the photographs that they took, and how incredibly neat it is for me to see their excitement at using their mom’s camera to “make pretty pictures”. How their eyes gleam as they tell me that they are now “real photographers”.

What ever memories they have, I hope that a spot like this always holds them dear, and that when I am long gone from this world, that they can stroll through and remember the laughter and love that we always found here.