Almost overnight it seems I’ve become a minimalist and a DIY person.
I didn’t set out to become that person, it really wasn’t on my radar at all when I finished out the school year. Well maybe I planned on some purging…but I had no idea to what extent I would take that.
I’m now changing my house one area at a time in large sweeping ways. This month was my porch, last month my basement. I actually like my basement now. That is remarkable in itself! I have five drying racks down there that I use for all of my laundry now. It’s very rare I ever use the dryer anymore. I can easily find whatever I might need down there, camping stuff is actually together, holiday stuff easily organized, tools, painting stuff, etc. For me this is really quite exciting 🙂
I’ve started using my porch again since I’ve redone it. It had honestly just become a storage room before I redid it. But yesterday I sat down on the swing with the fan on me behind my billowing curtains which made me feel like I was near an ocean and found myself laying down and falling asleep on my wooden swing. Swaying in the breeze. It was lovely. And this morning I was out on the swing again going over my sermon for this next Sunday. It’s become a place of peace.
And as far as the DIY part goes…I’ve now made laundry detergent, toothpaste and am making dish soap and hand soap this week…might even try ketchup and mustard eventually. Part of the desire is to make things more frugally and part of it is the good feeling of knowing what goes into something that you’re eating or using on your body. I’ve never considered myself to be overally worried about chemicals and organic but…I am finding that this whole DIY thing is something I enjoy.
So much so that I looked up the information on the Alton Farmers Market today and wondered if there might be something that I might start making and selling in a booth there. It’s only $5 to rent for Wed. night and $10 for Saturday. I need to give that some more thought. I love the idea of getting to know more people in the town where I live and also some extra income. I love the idea of doing something I enjoy…making something that’s good for everybody and selling it a price that makes it where some people who don’t have time or desire can enjoy it too. I’m not sure what I’ll do if anything…but I’m considering it.
I guess my first step would be to go check out the farmer’s market on Wednesday night and see what is being sold right now. Then decide on a couple of recipes of stuff and go for it. My sister in law up in Michigan already does this type of thing with her baked goods. She makes umpteen loaves of all types of bread and cookies and monkey bread and other lovely delicious baked goods. Secretly, everybody at home hopes some of it doesn’t sell so they can eat some when she comes home 🙂 (Yes mom and dad…I’m telling your secret 🙂
It just feels like a fun, natural, down to earth kind of thing to do.
So…any tips from those of you who do Farmers Markets? What do you think would be worth making and selling? I’m open to suggestions. I’m thinking more likely soaps or cleaning supplies or that direction over food. But open to any ideas.
While I was doing yoga this morning I had a bit of a spiritual epiphany. I realized as I was told several times to listen to my body and only do what my body was telling me to do, when it came to the yoga poses, that I haven’t been very good in the past at listening to my soul. I’ve often lived in an expected way. Predictable. Chronological. I’ve seen open doors and assumed that if the door was open it meant that I should walk through. If the door was closed that I wasn’t to go there. I’ve been dissatisfied with my life and had a general feeling of dread because I was living my life in a way where I did a good job…but not in a way where I felt alive.
For the first time…I’m listening to my soul. I’m noticing what brings me joy. I’m being aware of when I feel rested and at peace. I’m learning when to stop and when to go. I’m trying to develop more waiting in my life. I’m in tune with me. In tune with the Spirit.
I was tempted to regret and think of the previous twenty years as a whole heap of mistakes. I tend to go down those pathways in my mind, but every day before this one has brought me exactly to this place where I am now. And I like where I am today. I must make peace with the days before this one. Learn what I can. Accept what I need to. Change what I can. Embrace the good, let go of the bad.
Just because a door opens these days does not mean I need to walk through it.
Just because a door is shut doesn’t mean that I might not still find a different way to go in the same direction.
It’s a trite way of looking at things when we look at them that way and yet in Christian circles that’s often how it is. Doors opening and doors closing and us guessing at where we think God wants us to be. This morning during yoga when I was just listening to myself breathe and using muscles I’ve never used before…I was reminded again that all I need to do is listen and then just move in that general direction. I must know who I am. I must know who God is. If I know those two things…than I have the wisdom I need to move forward. No more just living life the way it’s expected of me. No more just doing the next natural step that everybody else does. I will be in tune with my mind, body, soul and spirit from here on.
For me right now that means I’m starting a boy today on piano lessons and I’m learning more about DIY recipes and thinking I might make a trip to scope out the situation to the Farmer’s Market on Wednesday night. Why not 🙂
Any tips you have for those of you who have experience selling or purchasing at Farmer’s markets would be appreciated.