I got a delivery today – something I ordered on the internet. It was my package of iron-on designs, to go on the next pair of custom pants I am designing. I've done two pairs so far, and let me just say that they ROCK. At least in my world. So I'm sort of addicted now. I mean who can pull off crazy pants other than a wacky keynote speaker, right? And on one of them I even put a beautiful fairy tale carriage on it made out of sequins and BEADS!!!!!! I know, right? TOTALLY ME! I also glued on exploding stars and hundreds of tiny pink beads that catch the light in the most absolutely wonderful princess-y way. I just love them. I call them my fairy tale pants. And sometimes I will walk in my closet and just look at them.
Anyway…The most current package that arrived today held four giant black and silver sequined butterflies – absolutely incredible – and proof that maybe I should start reading the descriptions, since they were each about five inches tall. (I pictured them smaller.) But I can make them work. They are just too beautiful not to display them. And the more I looked at them, the more beautiful they became, and it occurred to me that someone had hand-sewn those butterflies – each tiny bead – each tiny sequin – a labor of love. And I pictured a woman smiling as she created this beautiful piece of art. And I wondered who she was and where she lived.
I turned over the package and saw that her name is Keren and she lives in Israel. And I just stopped and sat and stared at those butterflies – made by a woman on the other side of the world. And I wondered if she was like me – not the hair extensions and bedazzled wardrobe me – but the me that has hopes and dreams – the me that has a son with scattered freckles who looks at me and makes me catch my breath because I never knew I could love someone that much. I wonder if she has a husband like mine who opens doors for her, and admires her work. Does she look in the mirror and touch her wrinkles? Does she have a sense of humor? Or is she perhaps shy? I wondered if Keren was thinking about me as she packaged those butterflies – wondering who would wear the beautiful piece of art that for a moment was hers. Perhaps wondering if I would notice the work that went into every stitch. If I would appreciate what she had done.
And so today I whisper to the stars,
Thank you, Keren, for sharing your amazing gift. I wish you all the best that life has to offer. As I held your beautiful butterflies I said a prayer – for your family, and for your dreams – that you would live a life of happiness and peace – with laughter sprinkled through like the sequins on these butterflies. Please know, that every time I wear these pants, it means I'm going after my dreams. And every time I wear these pants, I will look down at the butterflies, and think of you going after yours. From a woman on the other side of the world, who has been blessed by your dream.
What a great day. Today I crossed dreams with a woman in Israel.
Good night. And sweet dreams.
(PS If you want to visit my new friend just go to: http://www.etsy.com/shop/Craftasy?utm_source=convo&utm_medium=trans_email&utm_campaign=convo_html She's the shop owner, Keren. )