Throwing (not a tantrum) again . . .

I have been waiting for this evening for over two years…

throwing on the wheel.

It has been a love of my life since I first discovered over 25 years ago and not from watching the movie Ghost.

I was in high school and the art teacher offered a pottery class. "Sure," I thought, "I will try that since the drama class my stepmom signed me up for involves drama on the stage and never at home."

Pottery was great for me. I found my centre and also my passion. At university I found it again after a traumatic breakup with a boyfriend…again, I found my centre in a time of uncertainty.

After university I lost the time and the drive to pursue my passion.  Then came a move across the ocean and later kids and the list goes on as to why I did not throw on the wheel.

When we moved to Canada a new friend mentioned she was starting a pottery class and asked if I wanted to join. "Ah ha, that is perfect timing and the stars are aligning for me to follow my passion again," I thought. And again I pursued it. Then came another move and again I put my passion aside.

Christmas 2013 reignited in me a desire to pursue my  love again . . .

and so it begins again!