Sweet Scarlett Soap Co.

Last weekend my niece, Cheyene, wanted to spend the day with me at the farmer's market.  I was happy to have the company, but being 12, figured she might get bored pretty quickly and wish she'd stayed in bed that morning.  She proved me wrong in so many ways!  This little lady helped me set up and tear down my booth, enjoyed interacting with customers and the other vendors (she has her own garden, so she was talking shop about peppers and tomatoes!) and had some great marketing ideas.  But the best was the way she LOVES the soap.  She, like me, is unable to stop handling and smelling the soaps and candles. She positioned and re-positioned the table, made me some signs and was generally in a new happy place.  She asked me to teach her how to make soap, and went through all my fragrance oils and pretty much cleaned out my scrap closet when we got home!  Cheyene lives with her family in Springfield, so we don't get to see her very often. ...

We seem to be constantly bombarded by inspirational messages these days thanks to social media. "Dream Big" and all the variations on this theme, seem to be the most prevalent.  "If your dreams don't scare you, they aren't big enough".  Well, says who?  We craftsmen are dreamers at heart, no doubt.  But I've been struggling lately.  I came across an opportunity in the local soap world a few days ago that is awesome.  A huge thing really. My best dreamy friend, who I love so dearly and has been my biggest champion, says go for it - Don't you want to live your passion?  Grab for the ring, don't look back, everything will work itself out,- she rallied me up into gung ho gear, but the more I think about it, I feel it's just not for me.  Reality says I don't have the financial means to do this, plain and simple.  Passion comes in second to finances.  So I've been contemplating this dreaming thing and I've reached the conclusion tha...