tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5614588649045641942024-02-20T18:42:18.144-08:00one love origamiTara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.comBlogger147125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-19625092204650861072022-01-28T13:53:00.001-08:002022-01-28T13:53:46.678-08:00happy new year<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhu2PyTx8jRnL4eGoJmvEcRpE5Sv1uUaxV1j56WDyLS5DmwAN4lyWBfUadhnTMzDxlp349sv_nSNJXWVICNm__f8eKUrr1xSUBGExq2ZnySoe9PyxqZfYcS8H9gECIW7-KZrMthKRG05rvt679xLOz_3HqhGFclsJ2JgPxL5c5sJ4RvdYI7Hlm8Fnr_=s4032" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhu2PyTx8jRnL4eGoJmvEcRpE5Sv1uUaxV1j56WDyLS5DmwAN4lyWBfUadhnTMzDxlp349sv_nSNJXWVICNm__f8eKUrr1xSUBGExq2ZnySoe9PyxqZfYcS8H9gECIW7-KZrMthKRG05rvt679xLOz_3HqhGFclsJ2JgPxL5c5sJ4RvdYI7Hlm8Fnr_=s320" width="240" /></a></div>Happy Lunar New Year 2022!<p></p><p>May we meet this year’s challenges like Tiger, with confidence, courage and strength!</p><p>Designed by Kamikey Origami and folded by me.</p><p>Traditionally, Daruma dolls represent dedication and determination. They are purchased (or in this case folded) to empower a wish or goal. The left eye is drawn in when the intention is set and the right eye when it is fulfilled.</p><p>My goal is to participate in the #abcorigami challenge set by Leyla Torres in the Origami Spirit Fan Group on Facebook from beginning to end. </p><p>Wish me luck 🍀😆 not every letter prompt will be this easy!</p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-18865881500038960602021-03-10T21:36:00.000-08:002021-03-10T21:36:18.615-08:00made for giving<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisB0Xm51ev-9R7Juo-8RIQfF-_HljrAxkNzWunWIWI1SMwKI2qoiTyqPjLmw7a5agByFxZXike1RA7W8yLVwZgOyXzmoOYYQqbQ_u2V_pF2pEFh3TiECDZtXBERd75naY4FoAYNUmfoOw/s940/Brown+Plain+Collage+Facebook+Post.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="788" data-original-width="940" height="335" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisB0Xm51ev-9R7Juo-8RIQfF-_HljrAxkNzWunWIWI1SMwKI2qoiTyqPjLmw7a5agByFxZXike1RA7W8yLVwZgOyXzmoOYYQqbQ_u2V_pF2pEFh3TiECDZtXBERd75naY4FoAYNUmfoOw/w400-h335/Brown+Plain+Collage+Facebook+Post.png" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-34114803021480180792021-03-03T13:41:00.002-08:002021-03-03T13:41:20.421-08:00dinner in?<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClCTRKIMwWvHyUdkX1vQorz3qJXcezqTGLsg56IFnmmYypOduBNQsIax_isBh3rSqWK9mz3SKs0yht2_f3tfMTAxIyTPVrjJnyKjFfdz4dN-mqCuty5RbUKHEdaOYetEHBCniDCRiNCs/s2048/C8964307-DE48-4C2F-82B7-FC3892340FAE.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiClCTRKIMwWvHyUdkX1vQorz3qJXcezqTGLsg56IFnmmYypOduBNQsIax_isBh3rSqWK9mz3SKs0yht2_f3tfMTAxIyTPVrjJnyKjFfdz4dN-mqCuty5RbUKHEdaOYetEHBCniDCRiNCs/w400-h300/C8964307-DE48-4C2F-82B7-FC3892340FAE.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-3765782807089312392021-02-25T08:40:00.002-08:002021-02-25T08:40:45.932-08:00you make me smile!<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_2AHzc6m7ZKnlz71iQXtQ0yCAYLGc3T3Gmr6KoUyEeC-7rJwn1iD7UpkUouKk7xv8Ppt59-wILjH5h7lQl0iIDyjdb1KYOpjcPrRCX9zD5INxQPYJlcb9z25hjojO2lH6j_gmKDsW064/s2048/2B303C1F-02CC-416A-A1B1-7578A839F0DB.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_2AHzc6m7ZKnlz71iQXtQ0yCAYLGc3T3Gmr6KoUyEeC-7rJwn1iD7UpkUouKk7xv8Ppt59-wILjH5h7lQl0iIDyjdb1KYOpjcPrRCX9zD5INxQPYJlcb9z25hjojO2lH6j_gmKDsW064/w400-h300/2B303C1F-02CC-416A-A1B1-7578A839F0DB.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-55457182806623450812021-02-21T08:54:00.006-08:002021-02-22T11:59:22.842-08:00wish<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfVJQsKWQJ27bjeciYwjhPVIUcj-XNxMz7ettfQF93SM79REnJBUcJEgVpUZ75OWFi9oM_UjMdyfEsOjCtWkCsQpyafqobidBuYDvnNPBmOU7jx_hC7T4Hs6OJdcUs8yRpmTLhxiTvC8A/s2048/6AF5534C-2426-491D-BBE1-D2B1E21AB10E.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfVJQsKWQJ27bjeciYwjhPVIUcj-XNxMz7ettfQF93SM79REnJBUcJEgVpUZ75OWFi9oM_UjMdyfEsOjCtWkCsQpyafqobidBuYDvnNPBmOU7jx_hC7T4Hs6OJdcUs8yRpmTLhxiTvC8A/w400-h300/6AF5534C-2426-491D-BBE1-D2B1E21AB10E.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> Imagine this wishing box is for you. What’s inside?Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-15720531854416899642021-02-18T08:41:00.000-08:002021-02-18T08:41:31.069-08:00little things<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8zxhgB3fz6FmDqSZ9Pntx-BxelV9K8Xw5q_EkOThZsPn_j15vP06L4TP9QQ-Ru0eIWgEpzItXugqZNJO9xyxvv1vgs0e9nwaq6MOyKgqoiySpBXoK-cb_TCEM-U8PtISdho0MDotzu4M/s2048/B2796CF3-80CF-4D6F-B740-D57ED4CB41E0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8zxhgB3fz6FmDqSZ9Pntx-BxelV9K8Xw5q_EkOThZsPn_j15vP06L4TP9QQ-Ru0eIWgEpzItXugqZNJO9xyxvv1vgs0e9nwaq6MOyKgqoiySpBXoK-cb_TCEM-U8PtISdho0MDotzu4M/s320/B2796CF3-80CF-4D6F-B740-D57ED4CB41E0.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Sometimes when the big things in life don’t seem to be coming together it helps to feel like the little things fit.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPKkXh4-UPk4AuZZkDqRmSpWcQpbdch1RwwTJDPehf1so4iZmykwoaVxm0d245ygbW6JBP2hw-xjdPh6Zd-iOHnsAR7QBxKQ-u6dwdbYSKsQwEzrtRXvzdHHAuuKOC7LvMp6swld-dqFk/s1440/EC1B8DD9-0978-413C-AC74-E83F6719CEEC.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1436" data-original-width="1440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPKkXh4-UPk4AuZZkDqRmSpWcQpbdch1RwwTJDPehf1so4iZmykwoaVxm0d245ygbW6JBP2hw-xjdPh6Zd-iOHnsAR7QBxKQ-u6dwdbYSKsQwEzrtRXvzdHHAuuKOC7LvMp6swld-dqFk/s320/EC1B8DD9-0978-413C-AC74-E83F6719CEEC.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />These modular boxes were folded by me with origami paper from Oomomo. <p></p><p>The box and lid are designed by Tomoko Fuse.<br /><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT1wqLgqIbm-zhjsWH3IJHAwJdKNNfvFQktYqGVx-GaMDSqm87mpy3ZWNxThJuuA6a8AKbHzk7jl7Ji8euY5eZsQyMTvc7dsAmqH2tGnEDLyfJJLgw9ZEAbZCIMlOtk6b09SJDcan0DhQ/s2048/D14CEC97-EA89-4A9B-B40A-F9256D76AA78.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4QoN6wi2EmEEy8VANbqZoOEr_mJb5B9MjrC3v0ojxaHsBzy3X5-drigSUvzsojGdn32NPfikcpQP2uV8nKKonOO-P7j6bGB94-DUpDx-TTyepQPlFPk5B6eOow1DQ0dcW1g6IowodPg/s2048/EFF984EA-DCF1-4DB4-AD53-5C9B3DE624AD.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjp4QoN6wi2EmEEy8VANbqZoOEr_mJb5B9MjrC3v0ojxaHsBzy3X5-drigSUvzsojGdn32NPfikcpQP2uV8nKKonOO-P7j6bGB94-DUpDx-TTyepQPlFPk5B6eOow1DQ0dcW1g6IowodPg/s320/EFF984EA-DCF1-4DB4-AD53-5C9B3DE624AD.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 14/14, Kusudama (12 Sonobe Units)<p>Finally, love to all beings. </p><p>To form this modular kusudama, or “medicine ball” (isn’t that appropriate?!?) multiple units are folded and interlocked, just like our connections and relationships build and contain us. </p><p>May love and compassionate relationships fill this and all of our days for the sake of all beings.</p><p>Many thanks for being with me on this journey, and for being “in it for all the love”.</p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-46894069928988362272021-02-13T08:50:00.000-08:002021-02-13T08:50:23.516-08:00#initforallthelove, wabi-sabi<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Nothing is finished. Nothing is perfect.” </p><p>Sending love...</p><p><br /></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-76955155543910715112021-02-12T09:53:00.003-08:002021-02-12T09:55:09.430-08:00#initforallthelove, self<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8fDXyvnzdylCODFxQ4l5K3ysnI7uouWNeoNGDoWEdeBjvqffrGNNndv3MABJRcVFcFajatIJEmGf1PkIeOiLQZBoDJUxCet-phsY40lzw3YrB20iVRMXLyDjy0xNsXRBK2slMONBJks/s2048/698B0367-7C12-45BE-926B-6F63A9CCA615.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk8fDXyvnzdylCODFxQ4l5K3ysnI7uouWNeoNGDoWEdeBjvqffrGNNndv3MABJRcVFcFajatIJEmGf1PkIeOiLQZBoDJUxCet-phsY40lzw3YrB20iVRMXLyDjy0xNsXRBK2slMONBJks/s320/698B0367-7C12-45BE-926B-6F63A9CCA615.jpeg" /></a></div>Day 12/14, Twisty Rose (origin unknown)<p></p><p>Today I’m determined to send myself some love, but it’s tough. I’m saying the words I hear others use but the feeling is sort of fabricated. I feel frustrated that I’m not where they’re at.</p><p>Does that sound familiar? If so, a reminder for you too, things happen at their own rate. Every stage of growth, from seed to blossom to berry to fertilizer is valuable. </p><p>What does feel real for me is this, I am lovable. In every season, past, present and future, I am loved and I am loving. No matter what is going on in my life, I love. </p><p>And I love myself for that. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-35757334899590485312021-02-11T07:26:00.000-08:002021-02-11T07:26:56.322-08:00#initforallthelove, enemies<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUeH5i4eNt4iaowQ-VB75eqYhohguV-AvmI3xUkURY4l94OlaTadXZO_P1BoK5wkZflwpRaAUNJzpR5DVK-722A4mIp5wVuNaB5KegUXig6IK52EvHam74qcqnNFA-tKUrx-GxTR815M/s2048/C689E7A1-5A56-41A5-80FE-66CDF4720B5B.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUeH5i4eNt4iaowQ-VB75eqYhohguV-AvmI3xUkURY4l94OlaTadXZO_P1BoK5wkZflwpRaAUNJzpR5DVK-722A4mIp5wVuNaB5KegUXig6IK52EvHam74qcqnNFA-tKUrx-GxTR815M/s320/C689E7A1-5A56-41A5-80FE-66CDF4720B5B.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 11/14, Corner Hugger Heart Bookmark (Origami Club)<p></p><p>Oh... where do I even begin?</p><p>This excerpt from “Soul Friends” by Stephen Cope says it better than I ever could. Please excuse me, I’m going back to practicing.</p><p><i>There is no greater misfortune than feeling </i></p><p><i>“I have an enemy”</i></p><p><i>For when “I” and “enemy” exist together</i></p><p><i>there is no room left for my treasure </i></p><p><i>Thus, when two opponents meet</i></p><p><i>The one without an enemy will surely triumph</i></p><p>- Lao-Tzu</p><p><i><br /></i></p><p><br /></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-40163757892047758302021-02-10T09:10:00.000-08:002021-02-10T09:10:53.551-08:00#initforallthelove, the divine<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Bjv9IwWdhEPszL12pWidO0a3DyA8RuahJuFfl_FJQqik76AwsjI0nSsrtr26g9yiZhOhI3m_90lwCGz5qPEtSTtW1Fvt9dzq1iyFHQRfJfWmGipRJbeR3p72pv2AfdB5FU2iRNDgc00/s2048/E2FF1A18-7208-469F-A000-56A4D4C15CA0.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0Bjv9IwWdhEPszL12pWidO0a3DyA8RuahJuFfl_FJQqik76AwsjI0nSsrtr26g9yiZhOhI3m_90lwCGz5qPEtSTtW1Fvt9dzq1iyFHQRfJfWmGipRJbeR3p72pv2AfdB5FU2iRNDgc00/s320/E2FF1A18-7208-469F-A000-56A4D4C15CA0.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 10/14, Divided Masu Box (traditional)<p></p><p>I try to love what is and trust the source, but to be honest, it’s not always easy for me. </p><p>I remember once in school asking my religion teacher, “What if you’re not sure if you believe in God?” The answer was a cryptic, “Then you just have to have faith.” </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQnXeOfgvn0vv1tuE5RBmiuamjS5BE5D3w9_acjPbI1WlNZlTRuvCPD2UCO_z66pBJJeoN_1IXs8t9j3h9ctV330_84LBydex3dFiDkkAkwIZbrpc5Asqgzj0R1U6sjcYSSqRriV1H4n4/s2048/81D29DCF-37E3-4B08-BB40-C75364F453A8.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQnXeOfgvn0vv1tuE5RBmiuamjS5BE5D3w9_acjPbI1WlNZlTRuvCPD2UCO_z66pBJJeoN_1IXs8t9j3h9ctV330_84LBydex3dFiDkkAkwIZbrpc5Asqgzj0R1U6sjcYSSqRriV1H4n4/s320/81D29DCF-37E3-4B08-BB40-C75364F453A8.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>In yoga, faith is known as Shraddha, a combination of the words “sat” meaning truth and “adhar” meaning basis. It’s more about having conviction and courage than blind dependency.<p></p><p>With that in mind, I offer my love today to the Divine in all its names and forms. I still haven’t figured out exactly what I believe, but I am putting my faith in “That” and it’s presence in One and All.</p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-10821176377967815162021-02-09T11:54:00.001-08:002021-02-09T11:54:59.217-08:00#initforallthelove, strangers<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzieKeUVOjKYrbk5C3u82bXoSfGaTw8nkLLHWttfUn4dh4-e9X9c-ldnYpiAiuCL3yg_pKPRCainXMF4r-IF1Pf9o_v5xZLSBkS0GaNQikSW4uGOwdnWXUVZBzNTg73c0th58ZBHchMt0/s2048/113EE9EB-A434-4D40-9EF9-E5333AE61B96.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzieKeUVOjKYrbk5C3u82bXoSfGaTw8nkLLHWttfUn4dh4-e9X9c-ldnYpiAiuCL3yg_pKPRCainXMF4r-IF1Pf9o_v5xZLSBkS0GaNQikSW4uGOwdnWXUVZBzNTg73c0th58ZBHchMt0/s320/113EE9EB-A434-4D40-9EF9-E5333AE61B96.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 9/14, Origami Cranes (traditional)<p></p><p>Paper folding is a form of communication. The crane, in particular, is a well known messenger of peace.</p><p>Origami is a great icebreaker, inviting strangers into conversation and allowing them to share an experience or pass a torch.</p><p>It was a stranger who taught my brother to fold the cubes that began our origami adventure. I am forever grateful to that lady whose face and name I will never know. </p><p>I’ve spent a lot of time throughout the pandemic thinking about people I don’t know. Sometimes the thoughts have been kind, sometimes quite the opposite! </p><p>Today I’m sending them all love.</p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-44025377036980461832021-02-08T13:40:00.001-08:002021-02-08T13:40:26.311-08:00#initforallthelove, the earth<p> Day 8) Recycled Paper Gift Bag </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DRRF5nDjn4VydFE5_QrhGXXCUjdgb9Kc0pUgF-Zlm6QsjyauKWmnLwHEZBhW0xfbkl1ASDrqvd-nzb6CgfiwARSpM5X0cL52JD0RKXzMtAK7AjZd5hvDbByVp5WJiJw0xApQNjZ6iQE/s2048/E171868C-8DCC-41BD-9623-5145366F49A2.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2DRRF5nDjn4VydFE5_QrhGXXCUjdgb9Kc0pUgF-Zlm6QsjyauKWmnLwHEZBhW0xfbkl1ASDrqvd-nzb6CgfiwARSpM5X0cL52JD0RKXzMtAK7AjZd5hvDbByVp5WJiJw0xApQNjZ6iQE/s320/E171868C-8DCC-41BD-9623-5145366F49A2.jpeg" /></a></div>As much as I love specialty Origami papers, some of my favourite creations are folded with rescued and repurposed papers.<p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrYA-0MsEtmMuybABz9bkF0QDQXnOD6S2-_vI6DkItPr9Ri17L89mXkW_0c9Xl3-aXzZ4QNOYPzJe_gzqD25nwO9wDPN_9akh-6_BjtdmzoygyxFE9fuTaTSuOvgPRoaCQDVswUHOuCM0/s2048/EB582058-D23E-4AF6-A3B5-50C0F19044A5.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrYA-0MsEtmMuybABz9bkF0QDQXnOD6S2-_vI6DkItPr9Ri17L89mXkW_0c9Xl3-aXzZ4QNOYPzJe_gzqD25nwO9wDPN_9akh-6_BjtdmzoygyxFE9fuTaTSuOvgPRoaCQDVswUHOuCM0/s320/EB582058-D23E-4AF6-A3B5-50C0F19044A5.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Old book pages, magazine ads, calendars, packing paper from online orders, and used printer paper can all yield fantastic, one of a kind results. <p></p><p>We are surrounded by beauty that is largely taken for granted, overlooked and undervalued.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoWui3zVce3KTy3YZVMnwFIAb4KAgMMutIQ1oCKXj3xGbxfgjSJdznfRG36rA9YAwWL8cgEozZQoAM0MFj31dugLapJE7K5LxhMmU67vHaw9qlR0BiFe8eyOepnDmN8IcWc0kbV_zd_pw/s2048/988E3B3E-E394-45DA-803E-07CF648D042C.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoWui3zVce3KTy3YZVMnwFIAb4KAgMMutIQ1oCKXj3xGbxfgjSJdznfRG36rA9YAwWL8cgEozZQoAM0MFj31dugLapJE7K5LxhMmU67vHaw9qlR0BiFe8eyOepnDmN8IcWc0kbV_zd_pw/s320/988E3B3E-E394-45DA-803E-07CF648D042C.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />By upcycling paper destined to be recycled or worse, my goal is to craft gratitude and responsible stewardship into my art and life. <div><br /></div><div>In this small way, I wish to pay tribute to the real value of this versatile material, honoring the earth and all her precious gifts. <p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVXXgUEG_veL7sIbV1xLsEK-9cN9b_FVfN23c_kU46H_jn_XCg5OoD_Fifm5ob3qPRk6H1CqxsJc4wt1I4Ygm9UvQLKZlFgw_mkP_U_sKuK0YGh-gtC-zQFuvMY8jSPfL9RwOx7-_a-CA/s2048/3F70F138-E1CE-4D37-AC1E-0FFF2D045A06.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVXXgUEG_veL7sIbV1xLsEK-9cN9b_FVfN23c_kU46H_jn_XCg5OoD_Fifm5ob3qPRk6H1CqxsJc4wt1I4Ygm9UvQLKZlFgw_mkP_U_sKuK0YGh-gtC-zQFuvMY8jSPfL9RwOx7-_a-CA/s320/3F70F138-E1CE-4D37-AC1E-0FFF2D045A06.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Please note* No new books were harmed in the making of this blog.<p></p></div>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-23763060334190681202021-02-07T17:50:00.000-08:002021-02-07T17:50:46.881-08:00#initforallthelove, animals<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5WsnmoAK4lywEnCKytO_D0XQOSLzX8RzRx65HRFsWSsOZGKUQ0N1IvV7elRpX5fz3DUbjG5pLO9GAzyrt2pkxYxVJB5jttjb9S8QCEAXw-YXUiiB4sPJ7jgN-F_duRprcTpZ2pECjZ0Y/s2048/75CD191D-063E-40A8-BE22-7EA696606D4E.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5WsnmoAK4lywEnCKytO_D0XQOSLzX8RzRx65HRFsWSsOZGKUQ0N1IvV7elRpX5fz3DUbjG5pLO9GAzyrt2pkxYxVJB5jttjb9S8QCEAXw-YXUiiB4sPJ7jgN-F_duRprcTpZ2pECjZ0Y/s320/75CD191D-063E-40A8-BE22-7EA696606D4E.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 7 of 14) Lion Face (designed by Kamikey Origami)<p></p><p>This post is dedicated to my beloved animal friends, past, present and future.</p><p>You tame me, test me, teach me, and tell me you love me just as I am. How can I thank you enough?</p><p>To the creatures who share my yard and my earth home, totem teachers and magical messengers, I love sharing this world with you!</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDsbpaiCdevAqadwFCaHN6BhkJ4J4JffI7woXBW3MYQ0E9DJMWVkW1F7KV8yLB4jj9gUvIdZ6bpzYjkAtsk8UcKrY6xFxkwJnhJrFpEy1P2oy9V9qw1qy5hERBEBAlxTRr1czzNw_Laf4/s2048/D237521A-1B83-4758-834D-95822846060F.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhDsbpaiCdevAqadwFCaHN6BhkJ4J4JffI7woXBW3MYQ0E9DJMWVkW1F7KV8yLB4jj9gUvIdZ6bpzYjkAtsk8UcKrY6xFxkwJnhJrFpEy1P2oy9V9qw1qy5hERBEBAlxTRr1czzNw_Laf4/s320/D237521A-1B83-4758-834D-95822846060F.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Special shout out to the little lion who currently has me wrapped around his paw, Mr. Ricky Baker.<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/a61Zbib5mL8" width="320" youtube-src-id="a61Zbib5mL8"></iframe></div><br /><p><br /></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-39590727151099068522021-02-06T17:20:00.002-08:002021-02-06T17:22:18.115-08:00#initforallthelove, plants<p> Day 6) Recycled Paper Seed Packet (origin unknown)</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipLu71Yk8f_x7eQeqk2HZfdiznZyLlfJJbK5FrYjWVrjoHd8Ohq69rHSmPQ-0P7gojf7x1PbX4u7u28_lrXdrgI-O2HsDF0yYUTszn-BQ13Odd6ap5MtfYnqT06ovEgXwEYpN2FjEHa6w/s2048/351843FD-35E3-40B2-800F-8081626C3743.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipLu71Yk8f_x7eQeqk2HZfdiznZyLlfJJbK5FrYjWVrjoHd8Ohq69rHSmPQ-0P7gojf7x1PbX4u7u28_lrXdrgI-O2HsDF0yYUTszn-BQ13Odd6ap5MtfYnqT06ovEgXwEYpN2FjEHa6w/s320/351843FD-35E3-40B2-800F-8081626C3743.jpeg" width="320" /></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipLu71Yk8f_x7eQeqk2HZfdiznZyLlfJJbK5FrYjWVrjoHd8Ohq69rHSmPQ-0P7gojf7x1PbX4u7u28_lrXdrgI-O2HsDF0yYUTszn-BQ13Odd6ap5MtfYnqT06ovEgXwEYpN2FjEHa6w/s2048/351843FD-35E3-40B2-800F-8081626C3743.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><br /></a></div><p></p><p>Origami is so useful for nature lovers, gardeners and tree huggers. </p><p>These resealable packets can be made out of just about any reclaimed paper you have at hand with just a folded square, no tape or glue.</p><p>They can be customized to any size and they’re biodegradable.</p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPYA-GbmhrX99_YgVi8zabshyOFXePnG3aecixk9vu82k1f_KCOqVyZKqsppnA7goFWe-wBeuwxsiybPzQxpe68KctL_ymaowwXomT3szJCxxXDg3VDvhyphenhyphenI0P7vSewYoT7rw6b52KLJU/s2048/6DAFD39B-852E-4169-B861-379439E07A86.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDPYA-GbmhrX99_YgVi8zabshyOFXePnG3aecixk9vu82k1f_KCOqVyZKqsppnA7goFWe-wBeuwxsiybPzQxpe68KctL_ymaowwXomT3szJCxxXDg3VDvhyphenhyphenI0P7vSewYoT7rw6b52KLJU/s320/6DAFD39B-852E-4169-B861-379439E07A86.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>They safely store cuttings and little deadfall treasures or bandaids while out hiking or forest bathing. Larger size packets can hold foraged goodies or your snacks from home.<p></p><p>Best of all, they can save your precious heritage seeds over winter until it’s time to gently tap them out into the sunny soil.</p><p>The marigold represents resilience and plasticity, attributes I greatly admire and aim to embody in this life. I’ve been saving and planting seeds from my yoga teacher’s meditation garden for more than 15 years now, always accompanied with chants for world peace.</p><p>Beautiful plants and humble weeds, I love you! I am nourished by and bewitched by you. 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With you I feel attuned and affirmed, seen and heard.<p></p><p>From the bottom of my heart, thank you!</p><p><br /></p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-24034925497331372382021-02-01T07:11:00.001-08:002021-02-01T07:11:50.686-08:00#initforallthelove, day 1/14<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeNPuLqYODzdxPgtiJg1MVE-CmYiPd7L2V2fAjkdUIlFxc4wCagZUiXCCho5Bh0wCvR9ZVorSjBGNlWrbx3uNyouv5ed8ScsQsLmiSA2SrLOZZQ-xcEr6HiwOpff_GmkGdhmuYL6qpymM/s2048/B1041B6B-1B8E-4245-AA30-7B0B0F07204D.jpeg" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeNPuLqYODzdxPgtiJg1MVE-CmYiPd7L2V2fAjkdUIlFxc4wCagZUiXCCho5Bh0wCvR9ZVorSjBGNlWrbx3uNyouv5ed8ScsQsLmiSA2SrLOZZQ-xcEr6HiwOpff_GmkGdhmuYL6qpymM/s320/B1041B6B-1B8E-4245-AA30-7B0B0F07204D.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>Day 1) Heart Garland in a Decorated Masu Box<div><br /></div><div>This Valentine’s, I’m in it for ALL the love, cherishing love of all descriptions in the spirit of “Unity in Diversity”.</div><div><br /></div><div>This 14 day origami meditation is a way for me to celebrate and share my passion for paper folding; a timeless art of transformation, mindfulness and conscious creativity.</div><div><br /></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCZieABqOSoquQ-RKQ0tHls3tZTnqPHmUMlWEq4YYMGSp20s4D6OoJDieNmvj7_q3JdoQ5RoKbIZjiv4xx-UiRHKC2WK9CipTEkUp_I3H5qvcTCs4KRbamKieocQlif80qSK8PUR_dn8/s2048/FFC1D3DA-B754-4867-BE97-32210A32AC23.jpeg" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJCZieABqOSoquQ-RKQ0tHls3tZTnqPHmUMlWEq4YYMGSp20s4D6OoJDieNmvj7_q3JdoQ5RoKbIZjiv4xx-UiRHKC2WK9CipTEkUp_I3H5qvcTCs4KRbamKieocQlif80qSK8PUR_dn8/s320/FFC1D3DA-B754-4867-BE97-32210A32AC23.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div>My wish is that it will inspire you too, to reflect on all the iterations of love that enrich your life and community and joyfully express your creativity and appreciation, your own way.</div><div><br /></div><div>May all beings be loved and be free to love.</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><br /><p><br /></p><p><br /></p></div>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-74101313808958908362021-02-01T07:09:00.000-08:002021-02-01T07:09:16.520-08:00#initforallthelove<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmIEb8uK1VHsna-M_Wyh5bld8EZQRqgufB1cRJbZCQSjko2i854dZxVnHA3t0BkGJ5gccjOzrTqHStbJpmOy51EP4zfFw6K-FjXYfL8m0DnxNSoZo4HhsviutA8_gtUIvJcKMPgA3vXCI/s1640/8DAA6F6E-3F91-4917-99A4-CC3B7921D249.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="924" data-original-width="1640" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmIEb8uK1VHsna-M_Wyh5bld8EZQRqgufB1cRJbZCQSjko2i854dZxVnHA3t0BkGJ5gccjOzrTqHStbJpmOy51EP4zfFw6K-FjXYfL8m0DnxNSoZo4HhsviutA8_gtUIvJcKMPgA3vXCI/w400-h225/8DAA6F6E-3F91-4917-99A4-CC3B7921D249.jpeg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p>Welcome to #initforallthelove, a 14 day creative meditation inspired by the Buddhist Loving Kindness meditation and dedicated to all the loves of my life!<p></p><p>I hope you will find this to be an inspiration for your own creative process and an enjoyable origami photo illustration of not only romantic love but love of all kinds. 🙏</p>Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-88450287801836237862020-01-10T10:14:00.002-08:002020-01-13T09:08:56.444-08:00happy 2020!Happy New Year! <br />
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Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-45664930074145381852019-12-08T14:33:00.003-08:002019-12-08T14:33:41.119-08:00origami boxes for a less wasteful holiday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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When it comes to sustainable and beautiful gift wrapping there is no more versatile and accessible example than origami.<br />
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<a href="https://en.origami-club.com/traditional/box1/box1/index.html" target="_blank">Traditional origami masu boxes</a> can be folded from all kinds of recycled and recyclable paper and don't require any tape!<br />
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Using origami techniques you can easily create boxes that are <a href="https://en.origami-club.com/use/box4/zu.html" target="_blank">cube-shaped</a>, <a href="https://en.origami-club.com/use/drawer-box/index.html" target="_blank">rectangular </a>or even <a href="https://en.origami-club.com/use/triangular-box/index.html" target="_blank">triangular</a> to fit any gift, often with no more than a little bit of washable glue to hold the flaps in place.<br />
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Why does that matter? Well, mainly because most gift wrap and tape can't be recycled.<br />
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Most often, it's not able to be reused either. That means every December, tonnes of single-use wrap and tape end up in the landfill. How much? I can't stomach the statistics!<br />
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Read this article from CBC to find out: <a href="https://www.cbc.ca/life/holiday/waste-free-gift-wrap-ideas-beyond-kraft-paper-1.5387142" target="_blank">Waste-Free Gift Wrap Ideas</a><br />
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Origami boxes are surprisingly sturdy and can be reused for other gifts, or as organizers for your desk and drawers. Plus, they're fun to make. <br />
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So go search your home for the paper you already have, add some natural embellishments and you can gift beautifully and less wastefully this season, with pride!<br />
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<br />Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-561458864904564194.post-71056838611306369792019-12-04T17:03:00.001-08:002019-12-04T17:03:16.749-08:00kirigami christmas decorI am excited to see these beautiful kirigami snowflakes and stars featured on <a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G0wkclfkM7Y" target="_blank">Cityline</a>!<br />
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In the segment, Leigh-Ann describes how she made the snowflakes and here are some great video tutorials to make the stars. <br />
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aJmyK0TQFSE" target="_blank">This one</a> is really quick and easy and makes a one-sided 3-D star you can leave plain or decorate:<br />
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<a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=04xdjyPn_o4" target="_blank">This one</a> is more challenging but makes an impressive two-sided 3-D model:<br />
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Once you get the hang of it, these stars can be made in any size for trees, garlands, and gift wrap. <br />
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The best part is there is no need to store them, just let them go once the holiday decorations come down. Write your wishes for the new year on them and throw them in the bonfire, or if you use compostable paper you can put them in your green bin.<br />
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Next year, make some hot chocolate, find a friend or two and have fun folding a whole new set!Tara Woltjenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11349972198482449127noreply@blogger.com0