Huge Bowls : The Poppy Grove

I am really excited about where my life might take me.  I always wanted to move but I just couldn't, for whatever reason was hassling me at the time.  But now I have made the decision to put in my resume elsewhere.

But no responses have come in.

So now I am struggling with the constant, silent rejection of no one wanting to interview me.  I don't know if the universe is trying to tell me to pursue fabrics and crafts.  I really feel there is a stark deficit of decent fabric shops where I live.  The ones that are here are, sorry to say this, but filled with retirees.  I want to put some kind of spark in the young mothers of my town.  I really feel like more women would sew if they knew what an enjoyable experience it is.  It is also very easy to learn with the right teacher. 

But starting a store is even scarier to me than moving a state away.  I wouldn't know where to start.  And considering I need to start from scratch, its going to take a while.

I have a constant feeling that I am being called to something.  But it is very ethereal.  I can't hear the voice and I don't know what direction I am supposed to go in.  But every rejection I get from Labs all over the country falls mutely.  I haven't been as sad or as grieved as I thought I would be.  Its as if that wasn't meant to happen.

I keep thinking of two quotes, which are my driving force, "Be the change you want to effect" and "Some people are so poor, all they have is money".

I just wish I knew the right answer.  I asked a magic 8 ball last night if I would get the job in Tennessee and it said "yes".  But I found out today I got rejected by that lab, so what does that stupid thing know anyway.

People keep telling me to teach.  I would love to teach classes.  About fabric and sewing. 

Hrm . . . . Any thoughts?