Welcome to November 2020 and the Eve of the United States Presidential election. I wish the best to the sanity of our nation! This divisive situation has put many families at odds, broken friendships, and burdened us as humans who seem to forget our true basic needs. This has become a football game, fight to the finish, head to head challenge. If you are not on one side or the other, you’re wrong! I’ve played that card too many times these past four plus years, but really just want the best for my community. It seems easy, but we just can’t seem to get along. History just keeps repeating itself.

Craftivism was a term I learned during the last presidential election. Anyone who uses their craft for the greater good is a craftivist, according to Betsy Greer. If you recall the pink hat project that resulted in the 2017 Women’s March on Capitol Hill, you might have been one of the Makers of the Moment then, stitching hats to cover the head of anyone willing to march. Then, pink yarn was just as scarce to find as toilet paper was in March or canning jars in August (even now!) of this year.

The Pussyhat Project is just one example in the history of Craftivism. While this movement swept the world in the last election, we currently witness 4×4 Trucks of Volunteer Troops invading our town roads and waterways with their political pride. The dichotomy of the history I am living is truly unbelievable. I often wonder if I am part of a Hunger Games trilogy or simply facing the the coming of a Battle Royale.

“Sew,” I took what bit of craftivism I could muster during this everlasting pandemic and started pressing things of my own before I grab the ballot tomorrow. With the help of a trusty Cricut and some heat transfer vinyl, I transformed my fabric from my last post. As a female in the United States of America, the Nineteenth Amendment is the only law allowing me to actually place my claim on a ballot, therefore it is my mantra. Once I discovered the late Notorious RBG was rapidly replaced by a female willing to set aside female rights, I had to start cruising on my sewing machine for my own political statement. I took the fabric dyed with nature’s Goldenrod to give a little hope to the situation.

The Women’s Suffrage Movement took decades to win! What is it about giving women rights that causes such offense? Celebrating 100 years of victory in that epic battle, I choose to wear this law proudly as I make my vote for myself and for those fought to allow me this privilege.

Amendment XIX, The right of citizens of the United States to vote shall not be denied or abridged by the United States or by any State on account of sex.

Congress shall have power to enforce this article by appropriate legislation.

This is a pressing matter. We must not sit on our loins and allow our voices to go unspoken. Get out and Vote!

Freedom is really my favorite “F” word, but I recognize we are all born indentured servants to the political system. We can let politics rule and guide us, or we can Let Love Rule. It took a long time to develop a dialogue with my family of opposing political views. Rather than aggravate each other with antagonistic actions, we choose laughter and lightness. The most important value we remember is to love and stay friends, despite our differences. We choose to just get along. I hope you can do the same.

May the odds be ever in your favor.<3

That’s a wrap for this stationary moment. I’ll check you on the flip side!

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