Land of Dreamcatchers!

Sometimes you never really know why you start liking some things. Over time, these things turn into obsessions. One such obsession for me is Dreamcatchers. To give you'll a brief summary, I was always fascinated by the art of making crafts, it still continues to drive me crazy. There is a certain essence that adds beauty to the materialistic substance thereby making powerful objects of art. I started learning to make dreamcatchers with the mere objective of gifting it a friend but later turned to be the brand ambassador of this Art. Haha. The feathers, the color, and the weave were points of great interest.

Google says that according to a tribal tradition these art pieces were hung by the child's bed, believing that the weave would absorb all the bad dreams and help them sleep peacefully. Quite fascinating. Let's just assume that dreamcatcher feeds positive thoughts and hence your quality sleep is assured. Contrasting colors, the texture, and feathers and the perfection with which the weave is established - The blend of all this is what makes a dreamcatcher beautiful.

You can group me into that list who gets very hyped up when it comes to organizing rooms. A room is your personal space and making the best of it not only motivates you to do better but you will look forward to going back there every day. The vibes should push you to start something new and something amazing. My idea of a well-decorated room is a pretty dreamcatcher with a chain of led lights wound up the window corners giving away the vibes of a super cozy room to snuggle up and have a binge-watching marathon of your favorite show.

Sounds like a Perfect Weekend Scene Right?? :)

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