Once upon a time, years and years ago, I became The KnittingJourneyman.  I still use this moniker in a lot of places, like on ravelry.  It used to be my email address, my blog address, all sorts of things.  The KnittingJourneyman used to be my identity.  That was how I defined myself.  A journeyman, who was dedicated to knitting.  Among other things.

Slowly, over time, the knittingjourneyman mythos evolved, dissolved and has become…displaced…and other than slowly leaning into unfurling my mermaid’s tail, the one I have wrapped myself up in and hidden, not only myself, but the whole tail….I don’t know what else to tell you.

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I am in mid-shift.  It is an awakening…and a re-awakening.  It is a releasing–and an embracing.  It is a break-through and a break-free…it is a remembering…and a forgetting…

And when the new name appears…I will let you know…

I have taken this into my art journal, and my written journal, and I am still working on things.

Who knew, waiting for a new name to appear could take so much time and effort…especially for someone for whom such things usually come swiftly.  Apparently, there is more going on around and within me than I am aware of at the moment.