Creating a new business is exciting, fun, scary all at the same time.
Made 2 batches of soap yesterday & hope to get 2 more today, but am off to make labeling decision.
The following is a poem that I found on a bench in the beautiful, peaceful garden of The English Convent in Brugge, Belguim when I visited.
A quiet mind melts out perfection
A sure hand travels to and fro
Serene beauty weaves itself around the pins
Oh Lord guide the bobbins of my life
Make all the pins I leave behind golden ones
And make the lace of my life a joy to behold.
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