Tea and Honey Bread

What a great day, rain in the desert and more...

Admittedly I've been stressing about my finances; my finances as in the money that it takes to keep Pretty in Peace up and running. As supportive as favorite guy is we have some very real responsibilities that expound way beyond the creative machinations of our Cancerian minds. As it goes, good things come to those who wait (and worry) this afternoon I landed my second sizable wholesale order from an East Coast affiliate and received payment from another order. Wipes brow.

I'm thoroughly grateful, as I jokingly said the other day (Keeping in mind that most serious matters are introduced in jest.), "Honey, my business is going under." I was considering closing shop for a bit to regroup and rebuild. I'm far from a quitter, but I've been in the world of start-up and keep-up long enough to know when it's time to re-up. The best part of being a grown up versus pretending, is the grey hair...Ha! I caught you paying attention! Truth, the best part is shedding that ego-maniacal exoskeleton that deems each endeavor an entitled win and toughening the true exterior that shields each failed attempt with the virility to subsist and the wisdom to succeed. (I made that up)

I started my visual arts blog today. I've separated the magic that is Tea & Honey Bread prose from my right brain endeavors. Each are equally dear, but even in my monkey mind (Thanks, Secret Lentil) they need and deserve a place of their own. I wrestled with the idea-more like bare knuckle boxed, I had to root myself and grasp the depth of Tameka-ness behind these ventures. I don't currently receive many comments- the standard measure of blog success,but the depth of the e-mails and comments received are just the right amount of bio fuel needed to keep my cogs spinning. I guess I need to remind myself that I do it all for me, and any recognition is more than I was getting doodling in my bedside journal; secret machinations of my Cancerian mind.