social saturday

all miscellaneous posts related to the social aspect of the blog

Social Saturday | January 30

desk top with laptop and journal laid out

Here we are already at Saturday! This week was a busy one for me finalizing details to get my shop up and running, and I’m not completely done yet, but am looking forward to a more relaxing weekend.

I enjoyed this post by Lauren of Wearing History about why sewing your own clothing costs more sometimes. I like her perspective, as she has experience as a home sewist as well as someone who has gone into clothing production.

I saw this week, that one of the founders of Fashion Revolution, Orsola de Castro, is releasing a book “Loved Clothes Last: How the Joy of Rewearing and Repairing Your Clothes Can Be a Revolutionary Act”. It looks interesting!

white and pink amaryllis and pink angel wing begonia bloom

In other news sister’s Angel Wing Begonia is blooming! And my mom’s Amaryllis has been blooming as well- with so many more buds set to open!

the other bennet sister book and a cup of tea

Upon the recommendation of a friend, I got “The Other Bennet Sister” by Janice Hadlow and have been enjoying it immensely! If you are a Jane Austen fan, or really even a fan of historical fiction, then I think you will like this one. I haven’t finished it yet, but that’s one of my plans for this weekend.

Well, that’s all that’s going on around here…how are you planning to fill your weekend?

Happy Saturday!

Social Saturday | January 23

a wooden pegrack with vintage purses and a lace blouse hanging on it

Happy Saturday and welcome to a new little series here on the blog. I was thinking the other day about how I miss having a place to post all of the “everydayish” sorts of photos and things I am working on, (now that I am no longer on social media) so I have decided to introduce a new series called “Social Saturday” kind of like the “Life Lately” posts I used to do. It will be a quick little round-up of what I am up to, the photos I take and any posts I have read during the week. Just because I’m no longer on social media, is no reason I still can’t be social here.

a country lane covered with snowy on a cloudy day

We’ve been having such warm weather lately, strange for January, that we’ve been taking advantage of it and going for country walks. It’s supposed to turn cold this weekend though. I guess all good things come to an end…

fabric from a sewing project with a pair of gold scissors and a tape measure and a photo of a pothos plant and little winter decoration on top of a shelf

Starting on a couple new sewing projects after a very long hiatus. It’s nice to get back in front of the sewing machine!

a stack of books tied up in brown paper and twine

I bought some books online, and the seller wrapped them up in recycled brown paper and twine- so lovely!

vintage style leather purse

And, the week ended on a happy note, when the purse I bought online finally arrived! It took two months to arrive from Ukraine, but it was well worth the wait…I’ll do a big reveal in an outfit post soon!

I hope your Saturday is going well, and that you have a great weekend!

A Christmas Hymn For Our Wearied 2020 Hearts

I recently was reminded of the words to one of my favourite Christmas carols, O Holy Night, and found the words of this song to be especially poignant given the year we’ve all just gone through. I’ve listened to this song a few times now, during this festive season, and thought I would share them here today, as I wish you all a Merry Christmas, with the hope that the message of this song, written over 100 years ago, will comfort you today too!

Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year, dear Readers!

O holy night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of our dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining,
Till He appear’d and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope, the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.

   Fall on your knees! O hear the angel voices!
   O night divine, O night when Christ was born;
   O night divine, O night, O night Divine.

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming,
Here come the wise men from the Orient land.
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend.

   He knows our need, to our weaknesses no stranger,
   Behold your King! Before Him lowly bend!
   Behold your King, Before Him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name.

   Christ is the Lord! O praise His Name forever,
   His power and glory evermore proclaim.
   His power and glory evermore proclaim.

-Adolphe Adam, 1847

Seeing People as They Truly Are

my family history

It’s been a very sad, heavy and wearying week, hasn’t it? As much as I want to come onto this blog and start chatting about clothing and personal style and my latest sewing project…fashion just isn’t what I’ve been thinking about. My mind has been occupied elsewhere this past week, as I think we all have been- and rightly so.

For the past few days I have been delving into the issue of discrimination and wrestling through my thoughts on all the sides and aspects of such a complicated topic. I have wanted to run away from this issue. I have wanted to avoid the turmoil and stay wrapped up in my cozy little home. I have been afraid to post in case I say the wrong thing.

But I have not been called to hide, and change must come from each of us. I may not have all the words to say, but I don’t think that I can ignore the issue and post pretty photos of lilacs and dresses either, so I thought that I would write this out, just to get it out on paper, and share it here in case it can be of any help to you too.

I don’t talk about it a lot because it doesn’t come up very often, but I am Native American. I don’t look like it, but my dad’s side of the family is from northern BC & Yukon, and I am in fact a member of the Champagne and Aishihik First Nations. It’s not a very big part of my life, because I didn’t grow up in the Yukon, I didn’t grow up on a reserve, and for the most part have lived a very “white” life.

Oh, that and the fact that I don’t look Native.

I live in Western Canada, in Alberta, and I have not seen a lot of racism towards black people in person (the  issue that is specifically tearing the world apart right now), so I cannot speak to that, and it would be hypocritical for me to do so. However, I have seen discrimination against native people, where I live in Canada. My own family members have experienced discrimination because of how “Indian” they look. (Bullying while growing up, getting beaten up, mockery in the workplace, not even to mention the historical oppression of Native Americans…)

I have seen this racism, but I have never experienced it firsthand because I don’t look “Indian”. This just goes to show how ridiculous this kind of discrimination is; I am genetically Native American (with some immigrant heritage thrown in), but because I don’t look like it…I am somehow exempt.

When it comes right down to it, scientifically our skin colour is only a very small fraction of the layers of our skin, and skin colour is a direct result of how that layer reacts to the sun. According to The Body by Bill Bryson, that layer is only about 1 mm thick (so thin that it is translucent). That is a very small amount of cells to divide people so radically.

After thinking about this issue for several days, and wrestling through my thoughts on all the sides and aspects of such a complicated topic, I have come to the conclusion that these problems we are seeing across the world are not rooted in racism.

What is racism really? We are all members of the human race. Whether you are black, white, red, or whatever colour you identify as; we are all human. Biologically there is no such thing as race. Our bodies do not have any defining characteristics to divide between people.

Even though it seems that the root cause of racism may be unique to one people group- looking at someone and discriminating against them because they have a different skin colour than you- that isn’t really the issue. After all, a white person can discriminate against a black person. A black person can discriminate against a native person. A native person can discriminate against an asian person….

I do not give these examples to distract from the very real and scary problems that people of colour are facing every day, but to show that discrimination can come from anywhere, by anyone and it all comes down to the same root problem: a desire to puff ourselves up and selfishly put ourselves first.

The real problem is in looking at someone else, picking out what is different about them, seeing them as somehow “less” than you, and discriminating against them because you don’t value their humanity.

By removing someone of their humanity, suddenly no evil action is beyond the scope of imagination.

Why were Native Americans wiped of their culture, taken from their families, put in residential schools, and made the subject of systemic abuse and stereotypes that exist to this day? Because their humanity was erased.

Why were people with physical and mental disabilities exterminated by the Nazis in the 1930’s and 40’s to sounds of celebration? Because their humanity was erased.

Why were Africans enslaved for hundreds of years in North America (and Europe) and still face real danger and prejudices to this day? Because their humanity was erased.

Why are people of colour being killed unjustly all over the world, no matter which culture or country they live in, still today? Because their humanity is still being erased.

This root of this problem is not racism.

This root of this problem is not oppression and power.

The root of this problem is the arrogance of looking at someone else, separating yourself from them, elevating yourself above them, and refusing to see them as a human made in the image of our Creator God.

The root of this problem is Sin.

When it comes right down to it, our actions towards others are determined by what we believe about others. Why is life valuable? What is it that makes us human? What is it that makes each of us worthy of life, dignity and respect? Before anything can change, we need to recognize the inherent value that each person has because they are a human made by God. We need to believe what God himself has said:

‘Then God said, “Let us make mankind in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over the fish in the sea and the birds in the sky, over the livestock and all the wild animals, and over all the creatures that move along the ground.” So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created them; male and female he created them.’ Genesis 1:26-27

So, what is the solution to the problem? It can’t be fixed with human ideas.

The solution to the problem is not overthrowing those who are oppressing us. There will always be someone new to trample upon someone else.

The solution is not in educating everyone and making them see things from our perspective, though activism can be a great tool.

The solution is not in creating distinctions between people or even in trying to celebrate our differences.

The only real solution that can be found is to humble ourselves, take the focus off of ourselves, and follow the example of Christ:

“Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others. Your attitude should be the same as that of Christ Jesus: Who, being in very nature God, did not consider equality with God something to be grasped, but made himself nothing, taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself and became obedient to death– even death on a cross! ” Philippians 2: 3- 10

I do not give these examples today to point fingers at others. I have done some of my own self reflection this past week and have taken a look at my own ideas. I have wanted to run away from the issue and not think about it; I did not want to stare my own prejudices in the face and see where I have acted wrongfully towards others. I have had to repent of some of those actions and attitudes.

“Be devoted to one another in love. Honour one another above yourselves.” Romans 12: 10

“Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends upon you, live at peace with everyone….Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.” Romans 12: 17, 18, 21

I may not have been as eloquent as I hoped to be, and may not have said everything as it should have been said, but I hope and pray that these words, dear friend, will have entered into the chaos and turmoil that is spreading all over the globe, and that they will have given you a pause and a peace to reflect upon. My prayer is that in the midst of all of the pain of the past few days and weeks, we will not find peace and fulfilment in anything on this earth, but will instead turn to the only One who can truly heal.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30

O Come Let Us Adore Him

I have had the words to the hymn O Come All Ye Faithful in my head this holiday season, so I thought it would be fitting to share some of them here as a Christmas greeting to you all. I love to read through carols this time of year, and truly dwell on the words.

I hope you all have a wonderful Christmas filled with love, joy and peace!

O come, all ye faithful, joyful and triumphant!
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem;
Come and behold him
Born the King of Angels:
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.

Yea, Lord, we greet thee, born this happy morning;
Jesus, to thee be glory given!
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing!
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.