
Well this week is that whole love week. It’s the week of Valentine’s Day. It’s a day filled with flowers and candy. It’s a day when we talk love and acceptance. Unfortunately that love and acceptance stuff we show on Valentine’s Day is very conditional. It’s a love that seems more transactional – I’ll love you as long as you love me back kind of thing. Continue reading

Now before we get too far into this I have to admit something. I suck at showing affection! I’m not one of those lovey, gushy kinds of people. I don’t do flowers or chocolates. I rarely even remember to buy cards. Compliments flow from my mouth like water from a dried up well. I pretty much fail at this whole showing love thing. But just because I don’t show it well doesn’t mean I don’t love. 
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Now perhaps this should have been last week’s post and maybe things are a bit out of order here. The past couple of weeks I’ve been reminded of a pretty important part of messing with clay. Before the work really gets started and before the lifeless lump of clay can begin to look like something it needs to be softened. But how does a potter soften the clay?Â
On Saturday, January 21, 2017, millions of women gathered around the country to march for something that was meaningful to them. They marched, shoulder to shoulder they stood for a common cause. They stood for those who couldn’t stand. They spoke for those they felt didn’t have a voice. They marched with varying purpose yet as a single group. They were undivided even by their great diversity. If they can do it, why don’t we?Â