Walking on the Edge

Walking on the edge…107cm wide and 25cm long

Flashbacks of my interactive distribution days with a multi level marketing (MLM) company hit me, as my patience wanes in getting to two meters wide.

The business model and strategy was simple if, I did the work and followed the plan.  Develop nine partnerships wide before working with the partnerships that have proven themselves.  That is to create depth and a solid business trunk structure.  Yip!  It all made sense.  And I didn’t follow the plan.

I wasn’t successful in that venture however the self development program was phenomenal.  Huge win in transforming my way of seeing things.

The same is occurring with my project now.  A profound process of unravelling my life and Samoan heritage while following a loose plan.  I feel the result will be perfectly matched for me.  It always is.

I am at the stage where I just want to see the finished product.  Measuring the width and being half way there was so exciting.  The beginning corner and edge being loose prompted the thoughts of creating depth now and adding stability to the weaving.

Oh but I haven’t gone nine wide yet.  I mean two meters wide.  Nahhh! I will begin this edge and then go back to the width again.

Well, it satisfied my impatience and  made a nice change to weave a different part of this gold curling ribbon mat.

But wait!  Will walking (working) on the edge determine whether or not I succeed?

Hovering fearfully  is a new thought of whether there is a certain protocol and order to weaving as with a traditional pandanus fine mat.  I know there are superstitions in my culture and I really don’t want to invite any unnecessarily in to my life through innocent ignorance.  Whether I believe superstitions or not doesn’t matter…”I ain’t stupid”.

Anxiously googling my little heart away, I find nothing.  If anyone reading recognises any breaking of protocol….PLEASE TELL ME!

My intentions are all pure love for community and culture and I hope that the Gods will find that in my favour!

Roll on our first family trip to the motherland to find all that I seek.

 

 

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