Pocket Wrap!
By Jennifer Bair

Ever ask why am I here? What is my higher purpose or what is it I'm supposed to be doing? Perhaps you're sitting in an office looking wistfully out at the plumes of smog whishing over the distant hum of the freeway. Or you are driving through a snow filled mountain pass, traveling toward yet another socially vapid weekend, hoping that some random event or off-color remark made by yet another business related acquaintance will jog you into some mystical clarity. Forget it, babe. Nothing happens when you look for it, pine over the absence of it or ignore it.

You have to move into the unknown with vigor and embrace yourself while you do it!

For me, the road has been filled with opportunity—opportunity to make mistakes and suffer from self doubt, and fear of failure.

Now, at 46 years old, I am becoming a full human being. I am a successful vocalist/songwriter in the rock n' roll/pop music industry, a college published author, a marketer/saleswoman, a Women's activist/advocate, a teacher, a clothing designer, and a mother. What I have is an overwhelming desire to create—give my creativity to the world and jump into this river of life.

I write sayings, cut out pictures about my dreams and my mentors and spread them all over my living and work areas. I clean out closets, give things away. I give thanks everyday to the Goddess. I hold my vision of what joy means to me. I make contact with at least one person everyday that supports my creativity, gives feedback, or brings new ideas into my realm. I look out my window onto a wall of greenery, flanked by blue birds and an occasional seagull or two, looking toward the crashing waves of the Pacific Ocean. I smell the salty mists, listen for the next set of breaks and wonder how many surfers are enjoying their mystic ride off the point today. And I breathe in this moment.

I've traveled from coast to coast, singing my music for crowds at famous named clubs and college chapels and outdoor festivals with cute titles where I've opened up for big-name acts headlining and schmoozing in the tents made up in place of those dimly lit green rooms, lousy buffets, long bus rides from cities and towns you never remember again. And that promise of more, and bigger, and luckier breaks to the elusive world we call "rock star."

Yea, I've been there, as the room hushes and sizzles with every crescendo and winding guitar lead. I love telling the story in every song. I am the guru, the ringmaster, the opening, the one who guides the audiences' energy flow over me, into me and the whole band. Then when we're saturated, throwing it back to them, changed, mutated with each of their memories, emotions filling the room like sweet, musky love while my voice penetrates deeper and deeper into the crowd.

This experience of shared creativity carries through into my FABRIC WORKS designs. All my work is handmade, using natural fibers as much as possible and vintage fabrics from all over the world. I love to change minds, ease suffering, open new paths, take the one less traveled, as Frost so aptly said and create POCKETS of possibility: "Pocket Wraps" and other worldly goods.

"It's A Celebration!"