My shop is a non-profit labor of love. I was compelled to use my gifts and talents for God when I became a retired homeschool mom of 15 years. My heart is devoted to providing for the poor in third world countries. More specifically right now for the Dalit women in India. For every $100 of sales, I purchase one sewing machine for a Dalit woman. On my travels to India to do mission work I saw first hand the impoverished people that live there. My heart was broken witnessing orphanage upon orphanage. Housing children who in our definition were not truly orphans. But due to the conditions there, the women are forced to put their children in homes because they cannot feed them. Many women are left alone when their husbands walk out. They have no way of providing.
It is my hearts desire to offer hope to one woman in India at a time. It is also my dream to one day develop a micro-business program for these impoverished women. Our motto is: “Give a man a fish and feed him for a day. Teach a man to fish and feed him for a lifetime.” For now, my contact is Gospel For Asia. I donate my proceeds to them and they in turn purchase the sewing machines for the Dalit women.
My future plans are to have a real live shop where I can sell fair trade goods made in the third world. There are several models that I admire; Ten Thousand Villages and Blessing Baskets.
I hope you’ll visit my shop often. I make whatever I feel in the mood for. I have a true love for hand work of all kinds and the only thing stopping me is time.
Custom Designed Alpaca Snowflake Hat
Custom Designed Lined Cotton Hat
Hand Dyed Shabori Scarves
I custom design wearable art and create herbal remedies including salves and teas. Knitting, spinning and the use of color have been a therapeutic tool in recovering my body from Chronic Lyme Disease.
My website is under construction. Keep an open for a Grand Opening by summers end. There will be specials and give aways for you to enjoy!!!
Poor women picking cotton on Christmas Day
Visit to The Widows Home
Christmas Day at the orphanage
A typical scene. I loved laying in bed and hearing the bells on the water buffalo ringing as they walked down the road.
We drew a lot of attention wherever we went. It was a rural areas so many people had never seen a white woman before. It was an eye opener. Lots of staring. So we tired to hide…but our skin showed.
Wind stood out like a sore thumb….he was over 6′
And I’m no Amazon Woman, but I sure look like one.
The walls are white washed, so you had to learn not to lean back or you’d be covered in white dust.
This was my room in the Guest House. I was so happy in such simple surroundings.
After their showers the boys ran around naked as blue jays without any shame. I’m glad I raised a son. When it was bath time for the little boys, it was such a joy. They delighted in “Auntie” giving them a bath. Then they ran off in the dirt and yep, they were dirty again. But a clean dirty! 
My team. Me on far left. We couldn’t have been more different. But isn’t that what makes it so fun!
Dian
I would love to buy one of your hats for my two year old granddaughter. How can I place an order?
your story is inspiring. your lifestyle sounds fantastic. i’m curious about the photo opt the women with the cotton bales on their heads. Where are they? I guess i didn’t think people hand-picked cotton anymore.
Love you panty hose idea! I’ll pass it along
I’m glad your health seems to be getting better. If you’re moving anywhere near Black Mountain, N.C. and need a dog, my friend Heather in Fairview raises gorgeous Springer Spaniels on a raw and “organic whole foods diet with the Monks of New Skete paradigm” (whatever that is) . They are very special dogs just in case,.. you seem like the kind of person who would appreciate organic fed, doggies.
You sound really busy so please don’t let my question take up any valuable time. Whenever–if you have a minute sometime.
Best, peace,
Evonn Gibbs
Tallahassee, FL
What a lovely comment Evonn. Thanks for stopping by.
I was in a very rural part of Maharastra. The field was right next to the orphanage I was working in. For all I know the women could have been gleaning. When I was there in the spring they would glean in the lentil fields. It’s truly amazing! The only “farm” with machinery was a very wealthy “plantation” which we walked right up to and got a wonderful tour of an incredible English style two story home with the most exquisite tile. It was the most adventurous time of my life. I can’t wait for my health to be even better so I can go back…I love it in India.
Gosh, I’ve been reading your blog posts, but never clicked on your “shop.” I’m glad I did today. You’re pretty amazing! What an inspiration. Thank you.
Thank you Gin!
i would love to purchase shabori scarf…. how do i do that… also i have an extra sewing machine.. could it be used… i can mail it…
Hi Marilyn, that is so sweet of you. You can click on my home page the link “my shop” in the upper left corner or go here.
Thanks so much for the offer of your machine. We purchase them there through another organization who is based in India. Thanks again.
Diane