Sunday, March 1, 2026

Heidi & Heidilöv

Now that I'm blogging again, my goal is to compose two posts a month for the rest of the year. At least two. Given that the calendar page is about to flip and I have less than an hour left of February, I'd better get busy! (EDIT: I hit the "post" button right as the clock struck midnight. Sigh. So my 2nd post of February is actually a March post. But I will still count it as a February post...and I have still more to say to cover everything I wanted to!)

In my last post I wrote about the ATC swap that I agreed to that inspired me not only to make an ATC for my friend, but also to draw some stepouts and start writing again. I didn't want to post the ATC I had made until our exchange was complete, and the mail system was rather slow in delivering my creation to Barb, but she finally received it earlier this week, so I am ready to share! The vertical ATC is the one I created for Barb, and the horizontal one is the one she created for me.

  
As you can see, I used the tangle I shared in my last post, aloka, as well as a tangle I haven't shared yet: heidilöv, named for our sweet German Shorthaired Pointer (GSP) Heidi. I modified it ever so slightly so that the middle section features a golden heart, and since this was an easy modification, I decided that there could be a tangleation named heidilövve...the extra "ve" stands for Valentine Edition, since it is modified by turning loops into hearts. So...here are the stepouts!




But how can I share heidilöv without also sharing some pics of Heidi herself? And a tidbit of information. Heidi will be turning 4 this year, so she is still fairly young, though definitely not a puppy. We adopted her when she was 2 through a GSP rescue organization back in 2024 . . . I need to save that story for another post, but one of the joys of this past month was that Heidi and I finally got to meet Mandy, the Tennessee coordinator for Southeast GSP Rescue! Mandy lives about 5 hours away, so even though we had talked on the phone and exchanged many emails and texts, we had never seen each other in person. 

Heidi is a gentle creature with a silly side, yet she looks incredibly serious most of the time. She is a devoted cuddler. She wants to be where we are...if we are on the sofa, she is on the sofa. If we are in bed, she is in bed with us. If I am working on my laptop at the kitchen table, she jumps in the chair right next to me, I now keep a chair with a cushion right there for her, and she knows that's her chair. She loves to bask in the sun and watch though windows, and to be outdoors. She especially loves running with my husband and chasing after geese in the neighborhood. She is unusually calm for a GSP, though, as they are known for having incredibly high energy. Heidi has old soul energy. Seriously. It's as though our Pausha, who passed away in early 2024 at the age of 17 or 18, knew that we didn't need a dog who had young-Pausha energy, so she sent us one with energy similar to her senior self to help heal our hearts after her passing. We couldn't ask for a dog that suits us better right now.







Saturday, February 7, 2026

Moving Meditation...Ripples and Connections, Pilgrimages and Pups

I love a good nap. (Especially a nap cuddled up with a dog.) But eventually one has to wake up and get moving again. I've "napping on the job" in regards to my beloved Tanglefish blog, but that doesn't mean I forgot about it. I think about it quite often. Even if I haven't posted anything at all since September, 2023. Over two years of writing posts in my head, taking photos to share, drawing tiles, and developing tangles. None of it documented here.

I don't think anyone missed me and my ramblings. No one reached out to ask when I might start posting again. Maybe I would have been moved to write and post sooner, but truly I don't need anyone to prompt me, though I do truly miss the weekly Diva Challenge prompts! (If you have been tangling a while, a good long while, you might know what I am talking about.) But I always figured I'd return to Tanglefish, and here I am! A lot has happened since I last wrote. 

But right now I want to talk about something that is currently happening. Something that aligns with my passions, with themes that I like to honor in my life. 

Dogs. Peace. I have written about both here in my blog. You might recall my dog Pausha and the tangle I named in honor of her: paushalöv. You might recall also that I have written about Peace. It's a theme that I incorporated into my teaching over the years, particularly with regard to Pinwheels for Peace. Here's a post that references peace, (click the link) and introduces two tangles, fluhrfle and fredjen, that I think I still need to provide step outs for. Another post, another time. 

Labyrinths. Have I written much about labyrinths here? I'm not sure I have, but over the years, though my Tanglefish posts have dwindled, my focus on and involvement with labyrinths has increased. I did at least share within, a tangle that creates a continuous pathing within an orb...a path inspired by my passion for labyrinths, and inspired by Margaret Bremner, CZT. Walking a labyrinth is a moving meditation, just as drawing tangles is a tangible meditation, in my mind. Labyrinths also represent pilgrimage... and I have embarked on my own form of pilgrimage over the years, on multiple occasions, to multiple destinations.

So now I want to honor the pilgrimage that is happening right now as a group of venerable Buddhist monks walk the thousands of miles from Fort Worth, Texas to Washington, DC. If you are not aware of the Walk for Peace yet, and you have made it this far in my post, do yourself a favor and look it up. Google will be more than happy to provide tons of information on this amazing journey that is inspiring more and more people everyday, instilling hope in the most gentle of ways. 

Google will also be happy to provide links to information about a certain member of the group, a very special member who accompanies the group, lifts spirits, and brings joy despite his recent surgery from which he is recovering. I am referring to Aloka, the Peace Dog. Aloka was a street dog in India who joined a group of venerable monks as they walked for peace in India and stayed with them, a self-appointed mascot devoted to the venerable monks and their journey. He is now with them in America...what a remarkable story about a remarkable dog.

Why now? Why am I suddenly moved to sit down with my own beloved dog by my side and write a post about the Walk for Peace? 

Multiple reasons. Layers of reason. Ripples from recent events/connections that resonate in my heart and mind and soul. 

The venerable monks are in Virginia now, getting quite close to the destination of their pilgrimage. Yesterday they passed through my hometown, Fredericksburg Virginia. Every time I think of it or see a post on Facebook or Instagram I tear up. I am so moved by their journey, and to know that the ground of my hometown has been blessed by their footprints means so much to me.  Some of my hometown friends who still live in the area (or returned to it) got to see them as they passed through! I'm so very happy for them! I want to do something to commemorate this auspicious occasion. I'd like to offer a gift. 

In thinking of Aloka, the Peace Dog, I thought it would be absolutely lovely if there were a tangled named Aloka. It's a beautiful name...the word means light and brilliance. 

And in other news (stick with me!), on Thursday a dear friend of mine from the CZT (Certified Zentangle Teacher) community reached out to me to see if I'd like to swap a Valentine ATC (Artist Trading Card). It was so lovely to hear from her, and I joyfully accepted her invitation. Thank you, Barb Mavraganis! 

I started thinking about tangles that incorporate hearts, and my mind immediately lept to an unnamed tangleation of the angular tangle rixty that I developed a few years ago. Rixty was Maria Thomas's gift to her beloved Rick for his sixtieth birthday. Love the clever name for this tangle! I have one tangleation of rixty that I named zixty, as it involves a zigzag. (Zixty will be featured in another post another time.) But I couldn't think of a name for this tangleation that involved a heart shape instead of the triangle that defines rixty. Because of that, I had never presented this tangle to the world, though I had shared it with my local meetup group at lease once over the years, maybe twice or thrice.

So...I have a name I think deserves a tangle: Aloka. I had a tangle that needs a name...a heart-based tangleation of a tangle that was named for a man who formerly lived as a monk. This feels like a Reese's peanut butter cup situation! A delicious combination that is not to be denied!

And here's what makes it even more apropos: Aloka the Peace Dog has a distinctive mark on the top of her head. It is quite distinctly heart-shaped. 

As we approach Valentine's Day, I encourage you to try my new tangle Aloka in a composition, maybe even a Valentine's card. 

One more note: I also have a tangleation of Aloka that is somewhat like the tangle dewd. It flows in a way that reminds me of my tangle paushalöv, and so I decided to name it alokalöv.

I have so much more to say, but I think I need to wrap it up...this post is long enough already. And so, without further ado, here are the step outs to aloka and alokalöv:





Monday, September 4, 2023

FOMO/NoFOMO!

It's been a year. 
What a year it's been. 

Today is the official anniversary of Mom's last laugh and last breath. And so, on this meaningful day, I want to share the stepouts for a beautiful tangle that I created in memory of my Mom. 

Switching gears, but it's definitely still on topic: I'd like to give a BIG shout-out to my friend Jessica Davies, CZT, of Salted Pink Studio for giving me the name before I had even developed the tangle! I was in a group chat with her and a few other CZTs. I was experiencing FOMO (Fear of Missing Out, you know) about an upcoming online retreat, so as I was trying to decide whether or not to sign up (I wasn't sure the timing would work for me), I mentioned I had FOMO, and Jessica's immediate reponse was, "No FOMO!" 

Which sounded like an awesome tangle name. Thank you, Jessica! It just needed a tangle to go with it. 

I had personal reasons for wanting to come up with the perfect tangle for "NoFOMO". It took me a few weeks, but then, ta-daaaaa!!! I had come up with what I feel is the perfect NoFOMO tangle. FOMO, you see, is different for each of us. In order to manage FOMO, we have to look inward and deal with our thoughts and feelings. And we have to look outward and manage our time, resources, and reality. What is possible? What opportunities are to be pursued, which should be released? How can FOMO be relieved? Do you find a way to participate in whatever you are afraid of missing out on? Or do you find a way to let it go and move on? Do you need to grieve? Do you need to find a distraction? There are choices to be made in the process of dealing with FOMO, right?! 

So, this tangle is about defining a context, a frame. You might say it represents whatever it is that you fear missing out on. And then you choose what to do on the inside. Do you treat the space as one area, or divide into smaller areas to work with? You choose what to do with the space, the void, within. And then you decide how to manage and make the most of the space beyond. The area surrounding the frame. Are you still with me? Does it make sense? 

This tangle can make use of a particular curvy shape the looks like an ornamental letter "C". It has a bulb at either end, like the tangle mooka. And it's a shape I keep noticing on all sorts of things! Silverware. A decorative easel. A trellis in a potted plant at my cousin's church's labyrinth in Texas. So I decided that not only did NoFOMO need to be the name of a tangle, but that this shape, which I like to use when I draw NoFOMO, needed a name. So I came up with one that acknowledges that it looks like like a double-ended strand of mooka: mirrooka. You can see it in action in my stepouts below! And below my stepouts, you can read a bit more about how this relates to my Mom's passing one year ago.
September 4...last year it was the Sunday of Labor Day weekend. This year, of course, the 4th (today) falls on a Monday. So yesterday felt like the one-year mark, being the Sunday of this holiday weekend. I decided it was time to finally get my stepouts finished for publishing in remembrance of this significant day. So that's what I did yesterday. I finally made my "polished" steputs of a beautiful tangle I had been drawing for months, and even teaching when I had the chance. 

You see, NoFOMO is the tangle I created to honor Mom and my family's memories of her last weekend in this realm. We knew she was dying, had very little time left. Mom had reached the end of her journey, and her husband, children, and grandchildren were all there with her at Mom & Dad's apartment. My sister and her kids (all in their 20s) had come down from Washington, DC and Virginia on the Saturday of Labor Day weekend, and my own kids (also in their 20s) drove down from Ohio later in the day, and didn't arrive until 1am, the wee hours of Sunday morning. 

We then proceeded, in the middle of the night (!) to commence with the merriment of all being together, looking through stacks of photos and mementos that Mom had waiting for us. She had hoped to drift away peacefully, surrounded by her family chatting and laughing (as we alway do) sharing memories prompted by the photos. But every time she drifted away, she couldn't quite leave completely. She'd open her eyes and contribute to the stories. Sometimes she'd say something that didn't quite make sense to us, but she was still engaging, and most of the time, what she said was spot on, relevant...and so funny it cracked us up! So our vigil with Mom felt more like a family party. And Mom didn't want to miss out on any of the fun. She couldn't leave the party. 

So at 81.5 years, on high levels of oxygen 24/7, my amazing Mom pulled and all-nighter. At about 5 am, we all realized what was going on. Mom was experiencing FOMO: Fear of Missing Out. She was not afraid to die; her faith was in her Lord and Savior, and she was not afraid to leave this world and meet her Maker. Her body was not serving her any more. But she did not want to leave the party. FOMO. So that's why I wanted to create NoFOMO. To honor Mom's last hurrah, as well as the legacy of love and service she left behind. I love you and miss you, Mom. 

Mom made it through that Saturday night well into Sunday, and we teased her about having FOMO. She had never heard of it, so we explained it to her. She was quite amused and had to tell her hospice nurse about it when the nurse came to the apartment to check in on her. Even on what turned out to be her last day, she was learning and laughing, in addition to loving. Her time after that dwindled down. She stayed as long as she could, and then made her exit. We weren't ready, but she was. We knew she needed to go, and she reassured us that it was okay.

Teaching at a Jewish school, I have learned that the anniversary of the date of passing is very significant; it's called Yahrzeit. That is about all I know, but now I would like to learn more. I'll light a candle for her tonight, though I won't leave it burning for the traditional 24 hours due to safety concerns. 

So...how do you like NoFOMO? It's a tangle that plays so well with others! I'd love to see ways that NoFOMO appears in YOUR drawings, whether it's a page in a sketchbook, a traditional tile, or a piece of Zentangle Inspired Art (ZIA). Take care . . . and maybe make your Mom a piece of art! I wish I'd made more for mine. Or maybe make a piece of art WITH your Mom, or Dad, or Grandparent, or sibling, or son or daughter, or niece or nephew, or all of the above, if feasible. But most importantly, MAKE MEMORIES to cherish. NoFOMO is a definitely a memory in the form of a tangle! Remember to define your frames, and explore and nurture the space within and the space beyond.

Friday, December 9, 2022

Exploring New Waters

Hello blogworld! Anyone out there? Anyone miss me? I have missed writing. I have missed it terribly! And I didn't want 2022 to end without a single post, so after an hour or so of struggling to log into my Blogger account (I had completely forgotten the email I had used to establish this entity!), I finally got in. I am happy to have the opportunity to once again try to bring this blog of mine back to life. I've wondered if I should rename it or start a new one, but quite frankly, I love the name "tanglefish." My daughter helped me decide on it over a decade ago! So even though I am establishing a new business with a name that one might say is more land-oriented (Pen & Path), I am going to keep with the name "tanglefish" for my blog, and embrace the flow that started so many years ago. I have recently been on some adventures. And I am currently starting some new ones. I would like to chronicle them here, perhaps. Just tonight I submitted an application for something that would be really cool. I'll let you know if pans out! What's a blog post without some photos? Well, not as interesting as one WITH photos. But I can't seem to upload the water-themed photos I just spent an hour or so selecting from my phone. So photos will have to wait for another time. I might need to spend some time relearning how to do things in Blogger. Leave me a comment, if you would be so kind, to encourage me to make the effort! Thanks for reading! I'll try to have photos in the next post! And maybe share stepouts to a new tangle! -Amy in TN

Monday, April 12, 2021

Stick With It; See It Through!

Hello, happy Spring, and thank you for visiting Tanglefish! Please leave me a comment below to let me know you were here. I am delighted to have some stepouts to share. It has been a long time since I have drawn formal stepouts and put them out into the world for all (who are interested) to see. I think the last tangle I published was within, a tangle inspired be a beautiful piece of are by Margaret Bremner, CZT™. You can see within and read that blog entry here. The tangle that I share with you today is not new; it first flowed from my pen back in 2014. I was somewhere over the Atlantic Ocean, flying home from a fabulous family vacation to England and Wales. I had my sketchbook and pen handy for the long flight, of course, and started playing with spirals. I was pondering the tangle opus and had a "what if...?" moment: What if I did not reflect the spirals on the other side of the "vine"? What if I only drew them in one direction? What would happen if I kept going and going, with more and more spirals in the same direction? So I kept going. It started looking really awkward, but I kept going. And then all of a sudden, I LOVED what happened! All because I stuck with it. I saw it through to a natural completion, as the spirals worked their way around. I fit them in each other and around each other, I nested them and layered them. Those spirals leaned on each other and supported each other, and something wonderful emerged. I added a few bells and whistles. I restated the central line over and over as I drew, and when I was done with the spirals, I added rounding in the angles. I had an idea to give it a "partial frame," aura-ing just a few segments and fitting a short strand of pearls in those partial auras. Ta-daaa! A new tangle was born! I named it quickly and easily based on my process of exploring the answer to my "what if?" question: Stick with it; see it through. Or, S.W.I.S.I.T. I love the sound of that; it suits the swirls! This tangle has a mind of its own. It likes to have room to spread out in all its glory and to be the star of the show. So...here it is: swisit!
If you want to take swisit for a spin, I'd love to see what you do with it! Please join my new Facebook group, Fantanglefish, and post a photo!

Sunday, March 21, 2021

Happy Flapping

To day, March 20, is the International Day of Happiness. Thanks to the United Nations for setting aside a day for this! Some people might need to be reminded or prompted. 

“Happiness is excitement that has found a settling down place. But there is always a little corner that keeps flapping around.”– E.L. Konigsburg

narfello, floo, and gneiss 

This quote speaks to me...it reminds me of a magic carpet that is floating or gliding smoothly on an invisible air stream, with one restless corner flapping as though it might know an even better direction to explore. Sometimes my attention is that corner that just can't settle down because it is excited about so many things! But I think that's really important...to have multiple directions to be excited about. 

So I found a tile to share that has an energetic corner...it was a quick, spontaneous composition that came into being as the second tile in a Zentangle® Foundations class I taught in January.

I should have been teaching today; I had a new ZIA class lined up at the local community college. I was really excited about this new concept for a class, but it did not attract the minimum of enrollments required, so it was cancelled. It's always a bummer when a class gets cancelled, yet there is also always a silver lining. Instead of pouring my time and attention into my class today, which would have been lovely, I got to sleep in, read a little while my husband slept in even later, and eventually we enjoyed a leisurely breakfast. This afternoon we got to work together for several hours in the yard on this beautiful day! It made me so happy!

Our yard has a long way to go before we will be satisfied with it. We have ideas, but tend to put other things first. Maybe this year we can get a little closer to our vision. Yardwork did not always make me happy, but the older I get, the more content I am to engage in the simple tasks of pulling weeds and picking up pinecones & sticks. Especially on a sunshiny day like today.

I decided that I wanted to write today, too. Writing makes me happy, and I haven't written here in a long time. I seem to write one post a year at this point. Maybe this year I will write more. Time will tell!

I started creating a new Facebook Group today. I have a local Facebook group for my tangle peeps here in East Tennessee, but I am getting ready to teach a broader audience. As I put together some class kits to send a Girl Scout Troop on the other side of the country, I realized that it did not make sense to add my local Facebook group name to the insert that I send with the kits, since the troop is not local. So I wondered what info I should add instead. It suddenly came to me: I should start a Facebook group as a companion to my blog. I'm on Facebook a lot more frequently, and it would help to keep me motivated to write here. It would be a way for me to connect with readers. Hopefully I will get more people interacting and responding to my posts. Maybe they (you!) could share any artwork they (you!) create in response to or influenced by what I write/create/share.

I am still in the very early stages, but I think I will call the group FanTanglefish. That has a nice ring to it! It might be FanTanglefish Tangleistic Pursuits, as "Tangleistic" is a term that I recently willed into being for another teaching opportunity that I accepted. I just finished a series of videos for a big CZT event, which is another source of happiness and joy. 😁💖I rather like my new word, tangleistic. 

I have to include a tangled image, of course, though oddly I did not tangle today! Thus, in addition to the tile above, I also offer a photo from a class I taught earlier this year: a Zendala from a Valentine workshop. It features shattuck, betweed, and a tangle I call cl-bahhsonné.








Saturday, May 2, 2020

Twists & Turns; Returns & Reengaging

Happy May! Here is one of the tiles I tangled today, following an Instagram Live session with Annie Taylor, CZT, in Spain. How I enjoyed tangling with her and the others who were also watching her.

May 1, 2020 seems like a great day to re-engage. The world has changed since the last time I published a post here in Tanglefish. In my little corner of the world, our situation is far from "business as usual" but some things are returning. Some are seasonal, of course...plants are renewing their blooms and foliage. Some are societal...some businesses that had been closed for the pandemic are re-opening, as plans are in place to starts lifting restrictions. Some are personal. I am fostering renewed interest in various topics/pursuits during this season of social isolation. But renewed interest does guarantees action and results. So on this first day of May, I have decided to commit to engage in actions that further my interests and goals. So instead of thinking of writing posts, it's time for me to start writing them again.

I find it interesting that my last blog post shared my tangle within, which is reminiscent of a labyrinth path. Labyrinths are a renewed interest that I am pursuing, Did you know that May 2 is World Labyrinth Day? Thanks to CZT Sadelle Wiltshire for letting me know through her emailed newsletter that I received midweek...after I had actually taught a Zoom lesson to my 4th and 5th grade art students how to draw a classical labyrinth. Here's a link you can follow to learn more. 

And here is a link to register, if you are interested, and you happen to read this in time.

There are many things that fascinate me about labyrinths. One aspect that I appreciate at this moment is that it twists and turns and defies logic as it takes you toward the center, then away from the center, and then you find yourself IN the center! Applying that concept to my life, my attention changes directions so frequently, yet I like to think that it can suddenly end up where it needs to be at any given moment.

I had some fun trying to develop a labyrinth path earlier this week...here is what I ended up with. It's rough, but I didn't create with the intention of sharing. I was just experimenting.


I'm curious to know how many of you are familiar with walking and finger labyrinths and the concept of labyrinths as a contemplative tool. Leave me a comment below to let me know!

To acknowledge the beautiful changes in nature that are occurring right now, here are some photos from around my home taken earlier today. The peonies in my side courtyard have come and gone (the roses right next to them are now exploding) and the peonies in my front yard that will be bursting open sometime this month. I counted 19 buds!