What Does it Mean to Be Found & Altered?


In the lyrics of the famous gospel hymn, Amazing Grace, there is a line that reads: “I once was lost, but now am found”. I can relate to that. And I can take it a step further to say I was also altered. I believe we’re all Found & Altered to an extent.

We find ourselves, our true, authentic selves. It is the self not subject to peer group pressure. It is the self whose freedom is paramount to public opinion.

We get altered, first by social indoctrination which teaches us herd mentality. But we are further altered through our intuition and insight by finding our way back out of the labrynth into the clear, diamond-sharp light of our best, most genuine selves.

Now that we’re back, what do we do with our capricious, headstrong, rebellious selves?

We get to witness the fun and great magic of the world thru the act of creation. We get to join the Found & Altered School of Craft for Wayward Adults!


Why Someone Had to Invent the Found & Altered School of Craft for Wayward Adults


We currently don’t have air-conditioning. There are still holes in our ceiling from a Hickory tree that fell on the roof earlier this summer. Neither my wife nor I have sufficient income to pay our bills and it scares us at a deep level. We’ve shared our plight with the world thru facebook and GoFundMe and people have stepped up to help in big ways. We are grateful and we are faithful.

While the sacred space of our home is in disrepair, those are merely setbacks. Everyone has them, and ours really can’t hold a candle to some.

The hardest lesson in my life has been how to bounce back after a disaster. You know, be resilient and carry on living life. Now at age 58, I am discovering that learning how to bounce back is not going to help me if I don’t practice what I’ve learned. So now I am practicing.

I want to give adults the permission to be like kids again and to feel the exuberance and nirvana of creation.

My calling in life has always been creation. I love creating things. Don’t we all? I just happen to love it “in spades” (more than anything). And from the first time a kid on the playground gave me half his m&ms, I have believed that sharing is the ultimate thing a person can do. A way to create and share the act of creation with others has been sprouting and growing in me for decades.

But Dad told me NOT to become an artist because they starve. And society told me that only one in ten-thousand artists ever succeed at making a decent living. So I struggled (unnecessarily) because I bought into those beliefs without testing them.

Can I make a decent living by creating and sharing how to create? Will I really starve?

I’m ready to test those beliefs now and practice my calling. I’m ready to share the enthusiasm, the inspiration, and the tips and tricks of the trade. I want to teach people how to make things.
I want to give adults the permission to be like kids again and to feel the exuberance and nirvana of creation. I want to give affordable workshops that actually lift a person’s spirit and give them an awesome adventure! I want to explore the opportunity for us to join together and experience the great magic of the world through the act of creation. It is time for the wondrous plant of this idea to finally burst out in full bloom!

Such are just a few of the elements that brought into being the Found & Altered School of Craft for Wayward Adults. Come and learn how to be like a kid again! Bring your lost self to a workshop and see how you get found (and altered). And while you’re here, let’s talk about your calling.



A creative project is a baby…

It is first conceived by a loving relationship with the source of ideas. The idea wants to be born and thru a process of gestation, where the idea remains in the womb for a time so that it grows and gathers strength, it will be nurtured and tended to almost without your conscious attention.

There will come a time when the idea gains the amount of strength it needs to come out into the world. Sometimes there are complications, but everything is done to painstakingly make sure the idea survives the birthing process.

Eventually the idea comes to fruition and exists in our midst. We admire it and protect it and nurture it further so that it will one day leave our company and go out into the world on its own.

You are a creator, pregnant with ideas you’ve not yet discovered. They will come thru you your entire life. There is no menopause for ideas or creative projects. But if you recognize your sacred role in bringing them about and revel in their arrival, you will enjoy the process beyond your wildest dreams again and again.