I never thought I ever want to write a blog. I thought it is a waste of time (maybe it is!), will see.
However, I just moved back from England to Hungary, as I decided I want to be free for a while. Free of responsibilities, free of a job, a stress, a routine, just to live lazy and jobless for a while. So, actually now I came to the point, that I can waste my time to start a blog.
First of all I want to give you an explanation about some things:
Why is it nomadic? ...
As I put it to the profile, I am a kind of person who is not able to settle down in one place. Since the age of 19 I have been travelling, I volunteered in India for 6 months in the maternity ward of a missionary hospital, then some years in uni, then 12 months in the Philippines working with street children, then some years of uni, then getting married and going back to the Philippines for a couple of months, then New Zealand for a half a year, back to Hungary for a couple of years with some travels to Peru and Bolivia, then moving to the United Kingdom, and now coming home again. Yeah...tired of writing down all these.
So, my plan is to upload some pictures of our early travels for those interested in it. Then I want to invite you to read my book what was published a couple of years ago about my work with street children in the Philippines. Hopefully by the end of the year I will be on the road again with my husband going to Asia to volunteer in some projects, if it happens, the blog might become more interesting, talking about the present not about the past.
Why is it Realfaery?...
I really do not want if you would think my ego is that great:)
When I started crafts, I made little fairies (I will show you later some) and I went to some craft fairs, also that time I tried to sell them on Etsy. I am always annoyed when people do not know how a real fairy looks like, because they are not that sort of boy or girl body with bird wings (phuu) or butterfly wings. People were surprised to see my fairies, and I had to convince them, these are the real faeries. Some of them believed it. I do believe in fairies like them. Not in the posh ones.
Why is it felt shop?...
At this very moment I do believe I am wasting my time here firstly to promote my shop. If the blog will turn out to be pleasant, interesting, read by others, maybe the aim will change. (I am just being very honest now) So, I started this felting thing a year ago. I had a stressful job, sitting in the office or in the car a lot, visiting my dear clients. (I worked with asylum seeker minors in te UK in the last two years) When I got home, I could not sit down again for a while, and I needed some exercise as well. When I used to work with gipsy youth in Hungary, I learned felt making in a summer camp. I found it very therapeutic, so I tried if I remembered. And I did.
I have a dream to buy a campervan travelling in Europe selling my things in small town fairs. It would be so lovely. Unfortunately it seems I was offered a volunteer placement in Asia, so if we are fully accepted, I can not realize this dream in this coming year. I am a bit sad about it, but I can't take the chance to miss that opportunity. We will see what the future brings.
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8:53 AM | Author: Realfaery