Make your own flower crown!
You will need:
- Aluminum wire, or floral wire
- Floral tape
- Wire cutters
- An assortment of fake flowers large or small!
All of these supplies can be found at your local craft store
Step 1: Measure the wire to fit your head twice over and cut it with the wire cutter. Twist the excess wire around the wire sized to your head, this will ensure that your crown is sturdy.
Step 2: Wrap your wire crown in floral tape. This will ensure that no wires poke you, and make your crown look more realistic!
Step 3: Take your assorted fake flowers and cut them off of their stems, leaving only a short stem attached. Place the flower stems along the flower crown and wrap the stems in floral tape to secure them on your crown. You can bunch several flowers together, or place them one at a time.
Follow these simple steps and you will have your very own festival ready flower crown!
I Hate It When People PhotoShop/Edit Pictures…
I hate it when people PhotoShop/edit pictures so that they look like they have been turned into a shining portrait that doesn’t look a thing like a real person!
People have”flaws” in their skin, slight “imperfections”, varied skin-tones, natural highlights, striations in their eyes, beautiful lines in their skin, awesome laugh lines, & much much more that makes them unique & beautiful!
Editing pictures of people says that you do not think that person is beautiful, that there are things about them you would change if you could. That is not love, nor even affection.
Stop erasing the beauty of people, their individuality, & their humanity.
___ Kat Schaw.
One can imagine stories without rational cohesion and yet filled with associations, like dreams; and poems that are merely lovely sounding, full of beautiful words, but also without rational sense and connections — with, at the most, individual verses which are intelligible, like fragments of the most varied things. This true Poesie can at most have a general allegorical meaning and an indirect effect, as music dose. Thus is Nature so purely poetic, like the room of a magician or a physicist; like a children’s nursery or a carpenter’s shop…
A fairy-story is like a vision without rational connections, a barmonious whole of miraculous things and events — as, for example, a musical fantasia, the harmonic sequence of an Aeolion harp, indeed Nature itself.”
. . . . .
In a genuine fairy-story, everything must be miraculous, mysterious, and interrelated; everything must be alive, each in its own way. The whole of Nature must be wondrously blended with the whole world of the Spirit. In fairy-story the time of anarchy, lawlessness, freedom, the natural state of Nature makes itself felt in the world… The world of fairy-story is that world which is opposed throught to the world of rational truth, and precisely for that reason it is so thoroughly an analogue to it, as Chaos is an analogue to the finished Creation.
I’ve Been Feeling Very Reclusive Lately
I’ve been feeling very reclusive lately,
Like everything I touch can hurt me,
Every possible love secretly hates me,
& everyone I come (or could come) in contact with will abuse me somehow.
I want to curle up safe & sound inside a stone enclosure, & yet somehow maintain a comfortable contact with everyone in the out side world.
“Hay there everyone!
I don’t hate you, & I’m not dead!
I just need to be alone right now,
I’ll gate back to you when I can.
I don’t know when that will be so it might be a long time.
Just hang in there, I think I will be able to trust you & the world again someday.”
Yet it cannot be that way?
As much as I want it, as much as I want to.
I cannot curle up safe inside a ball, in a warm brick room, in bed, in my head, & escape everyone & every thing that yells at me to go in another direction.
Imagine having 100 GPS’s telling you which way to go in different voices, yet their all saying the same thing.
You can’t even hear your self think anymore, you forget why you are even traveling in the first place.
Deep down inside your gut you can feel that their information is corrupted, is inaccurate, that they are leading you down the rong path even though their data says they are 100% correct & they believe they have led everyone else perfectly to their destinations.
Welcome to my head space.
Are you as confused & hurt as I am?
Can you sense the threat breathing down your neck, making all of your hairs stand on end?
I don’t blame you for building, & putting up a shield, at least now you can understand why I did (& still do).
Bravery is a hard thing, especially in an alien land.
Imagine if the alien land where your own?
Imagine everyone, & everything you are told are natural to you looks & feels aline to you?
Welcome to being in my skin.
I would help you find a way to escape, except you wouldn’t like the ways I know (their considerd too dangerous).
So what is left for us to do?
You feel it too now?
Ok then, lets find a place where we can curl up safe, quiet, & warm.
____ Kat Schaw
Push Me & I Will Write Back
No, the title is not a typo.
If you push me, I will write about it. In full.
I will publish it, and it will exist forever.
I do not take being lied to, betrayed, abused, ignored, forgotten, or taken advantage of lightly. I do not forget (not because I choose not to, because I literally have tried and can not. Trust me, I have tried).
I do not keep my pain, my anger, my fears, and my words bottled up anymore I write about them and I do not pull any punches to save others feelings.
If there is the slightest chance someone can learn, or heal from what I have experienced I will write about it.
If anyone dose not like it they can pick up their own pen and write about.
You should fallow this guy’s IG because his work is beautiful!
Look at the awesome #FlowerCrown! It’s going to be a gift for a friend, I had to give it a test drive though. ❤#black
I made #FlowerCrown’s yesterday!
Look at how freeking #beautiful I am!
Make way for the #ElfPrincess!
When Love Comes
The deep tickle in the base of your neck.
A quick jump-skip inside of your heart,
In the secret-place reserved for those flushed feelings.
____ Kat Schaw.
It’s my #kitty in a #box! #Meow!
He’s such a silly #cat! 😺🐱