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In community is unity and in each other we find beauty. 

hannah asked me to write about growing. the calendar that i have been born into tells me it is ‘spring equinox’ today. my fingers - raw cracked and remembering tell me that last week i was planting beans, broccoli, tomatoes, lettuce.   i suppose with some sort of faith that they would grow. and, also, knowing that this was not inevitable. learning, in fact, that it was not inevitable those fingers who planted them would be the fingers who ate them.   and so – with things being put in the soil my mind turns to ground. to earth. to bedrock. from the south west of these celtic isles, i wonder about the land we find ourselves on and discover...

Inspired by the previous blog post Sophie wrote to me to ask to write a guest post... enjoy this wisdom    I have been witness to the story of Tamay & Me for 8 years (and its inception another 8 years before that).  It is the sort of love story that seems to get deeper with time.  It carries a kind of enlivenment – a rare and sacred thing, especially in these times.    To bear witness is a beautiful and humbling role.  I also believe it to be necessary.  For what are we humans to do if not shed some tears for and sing the love songs of that which we propose to learn from? Surely this could be a...

Dearest jacket, Thank you for your beauty. The pinks the blues and and all your hues. You are so soft and gentle. You remind me of the time I spent in Vietnam back in 2008, the months I spent with Tamay and the extraordinary process of sitting and sewing for hours and hours. You helped me to come of age. You have taken me though my hippy years when I rejected the society I came from and back again into womanhood and eventually home. You have inspired me to accept some things as they are and given me the courage to change the things I can. You represent how slowly slowly stitch by stitch I can make a difference. I...

Tamay & Me is an almost all women business ...   (We do have 1 man on the team.)   For me, the Dzao woman represents the ancient woman. It is magnificent to see in real life.  I have always romanticised the ancient woman.  A connected woman. A strong woman.   The Dzao women are strong. They are proud. They rule the roost at home. Almost all of them are the breadwinners. Dzao women get up between 3-4 am each day. They are farmers. They are the most exceptional embroiderers. They make their own clothes. They have lots of kids. They look after their elderly. They cook healthy fresh food everyday. They chat and gossip. They move through each day...