September is a special month
to my family. My dad was born the 23, I was born the 24 and Ruby was born the
25.
I wanted to have a gorgeous 1st birthday party for my darling
girl, the last 1st birthday I would ever throw for my little babies,
so what did I do? About a week before Ruby’s party, I texted my incredibly
creative bestie Kristen, “What should I theme Ruby’s birthday party? I want it
to be over the top!” Honestly, I assumed I would get some images of mermaids
and the beach, which was fine with me, as long as I had
input/confidence/support from Kristen, I could do it. I considered the
beautifully decorated birthday parties I’d seen on social media.
A gorgeous picture of Kristen with her husband Scott. They are the best neighbors.
I wanted that
for Ruby so much, but knowing my skills don’t usually involve organization,
decorating or getting things done on time, I wasn’t sure how I was going to
pull it off. Then, I got this text, with these over-the-top images she'd found online.
Kristen’s idea?
“Why don’t
you a gypsy/India-themed party, bohemian and hippie.”
The minute I saw these
pictures, I was like “Forget the birthday party! I want to decorate my entire
house like this.” I was completely in love, like rip down the walls, throw
everything away and completely redecorate your house in love. I could almost
taste it!
I immediately texted Kristen
back with a huge heart emoji and told her my desire to make Ruby a gorgeous
dream catcher. I’d purchased a couple at TJ Maxx, but I wanted to make one of
my own, especially with the vintage fabrics I’d been using and collecting for
Ruby’s photo shoots.
Years earlier, Kristen had made a couple of homemade dream
catchers that made my heart skip a beat and I’d wanted to make one ever since,
but how? I’d recently finished some art work for my coloring book where I’d
drawn dream catchers and felt really inspired by the whole thing. I wanted to
create the dream catcher of all dream catchers.\
Here is a collection of those photos with the gorgeous fabric.
But, with a baby and limited
time, I could feel my vision slipping away. Let’s face it, when you have young
kids, you can plan out your day all you want, but essentially, your best self
goes to the caring, feeding, cleaning, loving of your kids. I was doing my best
while out thrifting to gather gorgeous fabrics and anything that would fit the
theme of my girl’s party, but time was running out.
Getting ready for the big day.
The day before my birthday
(the 23rd), I had so much energy. I was getting more and more
excited for Ruby’s big day. I ran out on my own, running errands, finishing up
edits/formatting on my coloring book, just feeling so alive and grateful, ate
frozen yogurt (something I don’t do very often because it’s my drug) and before
I came home, I did a little thrifting. Let me tell you, I was on a mission.
There
was something in the images Kristen had sent me, how she had absolutely nailed
the vibe I was feeling, my love for Ruby literally out of this world, this
beautiful child with ocean eyes and red curls given to me from the God above, I
just had to manifest my love, my gratitude, my adoration somehow or I would
spontaneously combust. While thrifting that night, I found lace, yarn, fabric,
absolutely beautiful, feminine, whimsical textures at the thrift stores from
vintage dresses, quilts, curtains, anything I could find and I laid in bed that
night feeling, cutting, tying, threading, drooling over this dream catcher I wanted
to make, I mean I didn’t’ sleep a wink. It was like this energy just kept me on
the edge of my seat like I was watching a movie when suddenly, it wasn’t just
one dream catcher, but 100 dream catchers, all for 100 daughters of India.
That’s right, I was making 100 dream catchers for all these beautiful
brown-skinned, black hair, glowing, precious girls and there was Ruby, right in
the center of it all!
Now, if you’re wondering “Um,
what does Ruby’s 1st birthday party and your goal to help 100
daughter of India
have in common?”
Everything in the world!
My little Ruby, prayed for,
dreamt about, her little presence around me, how sparrows, doves, ducks,
robins, butterflies, especially humming birds were so drawn to her, they were
all around me as she was forming in my belly. I had to travel to the ends of
the universe in sickness, fatigue and somehow defied age for her, God manifested her gender and then granted me her presence, after I dreamt of, researched, illustrated,
wrote, painted, created a book, cried for, begged, almost touched my own little
girl from India .
You don’t have to look very far to see somehow, a loving God, in His utter brilliance,
gave me a little girl that fulfilled these desires.
My little black-haired, olive-skinned Ruby at birth.
Ruby has a connection to India I can’t
quite explain and she and Eden hold me to my commitment, to help those
beautiful girls who seem to be forgotten, almost invisible to the rest of the
world. During the year I illustrated 100 girls of India , I stared at them with tears
in my eyes and wondered who they were, why was life so difficult for them.
Eating the remnants of a broken coconut off the road.
I
learned about their culture, language, religion, clothing, hair styles and felt
their dreams, their connection to the heavens and earth, how the animals are
drawn to them (just like Ruby), how they are loved by the sun, moon and stars, how
the world does revolve around them.
They are literally painted with gold.
I painted the illustration of these girls with gold-metalic paint.
Sharing my art with Becky Douglas.
Just look at how the world holds them in contrast with who they really are.
These are the girls that will change the
world, these are the girls that are in alignment to fulfill their destiny, but
only if they have a chance to rise out of the dust and ash, to be seen, to
learn and grow, to be nourished and cherished, to have a voice and sing in
their tender glorious chorus.
But, they can’t do it alone.
These are the feelings/visions/dreams
I experienced as I laid in bed and the sun rose on my 47th birthday.
I know, crazy!
I know, crazy!
Of course the next morning
with Ruby in my arms, I was at Kristen’s doorstep, crying, emotional, all
wrapped up in this vision and she let me in, heard my dreams, listened to my
idea, and not only did she validate me, but she created something that
absolutely showcased what I had went through.
This is what she made for
Ruby’s birthday party.
A dream catcher on speed, a
dream catcher that has never before been seen or envisioned, with its glorious
vintage fabrics, textures, lace and charms.
I thought about changing my profile page on facebook from being married
to Derek Lofgreen, to:
"Laura Lofgreen- In a relationship with a dream catcher.”
Kristen made one for the front door.
So, this is the goal.
100 dream catchers for 100 dreams of the girls of India.
100 dream catchers for 100 dreams of the girls of India.
Taking some risks here, being a bit untraditional.
Teaching Eden and Zola how to make them too.
My first attempt. I'm not finished, more work then a thought it would be.
100 dream catchers and with
Kristen’s support/talent/vision/commitment as my partner, maybe, we will catch the dreams of
these 100 daughters of India
and their perfect dreams will fill our hearts and somehow, someway, we can
help/sponsor/love/touch these beautiful girls of India .
Our goal is to finish by
mid-January. I am working with Rising Star Outreach on the project. I hope to
have a gala/event/launch to showcase this beautiful art. At some point, we will have some for sale, but not until we complete our goal.
What is the meaning of a dream catcher? It's fascinating. Read here.