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Our family has just come out of one the most stressful periods of our lives. My mother was critically ill and not surviving her chemo therapy well and my daughter was also ill. We spent one year with at least one family member on the verge of death. I never knew when I entered my daughter's room if I would find her dead. I blamed myself for any downturns in my daughter's illness. I thought maybe I said something wrong, or if I had just ..... she would be better. Finally, she needed more care than we could give her at home. We had just sent her off. I was a stressed out mess. After we set her up in a care facility my husband, my other daughter and I took a break and went to a cob workshop in Oregon. We came back with hopes and dreams of our own structure.
At first I was digging and my neighbors politely told me how crazy I
was. Through out the year, I found myself working out my feelings as I
sculpted parts of the structure. I sculpted a tree that was my family.
Each branch reaching to heaven.
My cob is now complete. My neighbors are impressed and want one too. There are a few people in the neighborhood now interested in their own cob. My structure was in the local bi-monthly neighborhood newspaper. I gained healing and some new friends as well as new outlook on consumerism and just what makes me happy and strong.
Thanks for reading. I would love to hear your cob stories too. -Dana in Sacramento
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