On occasion I receive messages asking how to mix soap dough colors.
Ideally it is preferable to make the soap dough with the color mixed into the oils before lye-water is added. I use soap stable micas; some from TKB Trading, Nurture Soap Supply and a few other places.
First try making the basic colors, or primary colors – red, blue and yellow. With these prime colorsthe secondary and tertiary colors can be made. Having white soap dough will give tints of any of these colors.
Here is a video sharing when soap dough has not been made properly and what it looks like when it has been made properly.
There are times while doing anything that doubts creep in – business might be slow, negative comments come your way or simply, you ask yourself, “is this what I should be doing?”
This doubt has a way into your home. Did you know? It’s true, you may have unwittingly invited this in, even offered it coffee.
There is a knock on your door and you, being the curious and welcoming-being that you are, answer.
This creature pushes past you, walks right in and makes itself comfortable on your sofa, then asks if there is coffee brewing. This guest asks in that manipulative way some beings have of slithering into another’s graciousness, knowing just by asking that what they ask for will be produced.
Not wanting to appear rude, you make a pot of coffee.
While you are making coffee for your new guest he asks, “what are you doing today?”
You answer from the the kitchen, “preparing to make soap this afternoon,” matter-of-fact yet still friendly.
While the coffee brews you sit with your guest and see a sneer creep across his face.
You shrug his odd grin off as just his way, and ask, “what is your name, my mysterious guest?”
“Oh, I’m here to see if you are ready, my dear.” He answers, picking up a baubble from your coffee table, examining it like an antique expert.
“Ready for what?” You ask.
“Ready to welcome his highness.” He replies as he sets your glass heirloom back on the table.
Your heart catches, and now you are truly curious, which is the response your guest wants. He can feel your curiosity and that, my dear reader, is what he was after all along.
“His Highness.” He says as he settles his bottom deeper into your sofa.
That is the moment it dawns on you who this creature truly is, as if a veil is lifted, you see his green face. A memory of the grasshopper landing on your hand the night before surfaces along with the enticement to eat one more cupcake, as if it wouldn’t matter; the feeling to drive just a bit faster and sneak through the yellow light taking up time from those waiting their turns; the idea to take a spoon to your last soap to make it just a bit better but only to muddy the bright colors.
You realize this is the Ambassador of Soap Chaos, and Chaos comes with many faces.
This Chaos comes as Loki, the Wild Crouch, the Trickster. Many cultures, many people have known this Reckless Wrecker who have been enticed, enchanted to do just a bit more, ignoring their own internal guidance. Forgetting about the Fates who always have a hand in creations.
We in the soap world know this creature, his highness the Reckless Wrecker as the Soap Gremlin. That mysterious thing that knocks that bucket of oil held securely by your deft and skilled hands to the floor; that being that whispers it won’t matter if your measurements are off just a tick; that being that coaxes you to take a chopstick to the beautiful natural soap tops the Muses have gifted you.
All this time you had no idea you invited this gremlin’s ambassador to chaos into your home, you dear gracious hostess.
Now you do!
The next time you think “just a bit more” while you make soap, hesitate and ask, what or who is guiding me?
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I want to tell you a story. Not outright a soap story, but if you can trust me a bit, know I won’t waste your time, you might see what I saw.
As some of you might know, we moved into our Hobbit home with great delight and anticipation of new beginnings. We call it our hobbit home because it’s not a large home, but suits our compact sizes perfectly.
Every cupboard, drawer and under cabinet was dirty. I spent a good couple of hours cleaning everything before we could move in and place our things inside. I did not have hardship in my heart, disappointment that this type of person to leave things in such disarray had occupied my new dwelling, but no malice floated in my chest. I set to the work, and blessed each area I touched.
There have been some issues with out hobbit home. Before the moving date, we’d taken possession and were at the house one evening doing laundry, trying things out to ensure all was in proper condition. J walked down the hall and asked, “Why is there a river in the hall?” The water flooded the new bath, down the hall, closet, and even the new carpet in the master bedroom all the way out onto the porch.
The water feed on the new commode hadn’t been screwed correctly and it popped off when used.
After the big move-in day we soon discovered many things that had been neglected like broken drawers, a kitchen faucet that didn’t work properly, broken verticals, broken microwave, mouldy and missing grout in the second bath and the one and only smoke detector didn’t function, just to name a few things. The most disconcerting was the new bathroom remodel was missing a commode paper holder and all towel racks missing, so it wasn’t a surprise the drawer that should work couldn’t be pulled out. This was a remodel that was incomplete. My warning bells went off. This was the level of “job complete.”
I used to be an electrical contractor, for those who don’t know. If we had a punch list (incomplete things after a remodel like switch plates, receptacles, lamps – light bulbs- that needed to be installed) we would notify the tenant/new home owner and make an appointment without excuse and complete the job. I would calmly explain the process and end with, “we will make it right, no worries”.
With all this said, after waiting to be called by the handyman, making calls to follow-up and much ridiculousness, I finally got in touch with the handyman. I mentioned that the remodel wasn’t complete and that’s when he yelled at me. So much so J could hear it across the room. When someone is that out of control and they cannot hear you, it’s best to end the call. Let’s call him Sam. I said, “Sam, Sam… I have another call and really need to take it.” He made a sardonic laugh and continued to yell. I interrupted his tirade and he accused me of not listening, so when I tried to explain he interrupted me… This went on for awhile until I finally insisted I needed to get off the phone and was fully prepared to hang up.
I’ve learned a lot from construction. When pointing out someone’s low quality work – in a polite way or less than polite way – the only reaction they can give is anger. They do not hold themselves accountable and are therefore not responsible to others. Their only way to deal is to attack, with words or otherwise. I should have known.
My guy handled what he saw as his part – he is a great and honorable protector – and ensured that this man would not be allowed into our home. I was comforted and relieved.
A new maintenance man was sent. He immediately did something similar where I could not complete a sentence, but he wanted to be heard. I pointed out that he wanted me to listen to him but he couldn’t let me complete a sentence. The tension was so high my dear, sweet dog sensitive to me, lay in front of the door not happy with this man’s comings and goings.
This same man had to come back the next day. It still felt uncomfortable, but he was doing all that was asked. He wasn’t unpleasant, but it wasn’t easy. He was in the back room doing his work; I in the kitchen when I saw my burning bowl and felt compelled to light it. As I was burning the protection, thinking all honorable and good things are allowed in my home now, and if he doesn’t resonate he will depart easily. When he came in the kitchen, he didn’t ask or bat an eye, but continued his work. He asked me to check his work and explained the drawer wasn’t going to work properly.
I said, “not your fault at all. You couldn’t have done better. It should have been done properly before.”
As our conversation began to bloom it turned out he had the same experience with the first maintenance man as I did.
We exchanged information and I learned he came to the US at 17, moved out here a few years ago from a place I had history with and sent money to his poor (literally) parents. He also told me he knows someone else who makes soap. As it turned out, he and I knew that very same person. He also knew how cruel that person was and the bullying ways. He had history with this mean-spirited person. I had parted ways with that person because of the vindictive behavior of trying to run me down publicly after I told this person not to use my property without permission. I pointed out the dishonorable behavior and once again, with no where else to go the attack happened.
How did I not learn the first hundred times I experienced this lesson?
As I helped the second maintenance man with his tools to his truck, he stopped and held up his fingers close together. “The world is this small.”
I am so pleased, that if ever I need to have this maintenance man in my home I can now do it with a glad heart.
As public as I am, I enjoy my privacy. My privacy contains certain things I hesitate to share, for no other reason but because it feels unreasonable. Until now I have not wanted to share my soap recipe preferences and this will help to explain…
I would like to offer insight to how I work. When I choose to understand something I look to those that have experience and prefer crafts-people who go so far down the rabbit hole that they become experts in that area, seeing things that are not most obvious to others.
Lately, it has come to my attention that my opinion on the recipes of “A Soap Recipe Book of Light and Shadow” might be helpful. I didn’t offer my opinions in the book because I wanted you to choose what you were most attracted to, what ingredients were most accessible in your area and those that would suit you without being influenced by me.
Once you understand fully the terms of saponification and curing, you can see how any soap recipe can be made into soap dough. With that said, there is an ideal balance between soft and hard oil and butters that make for a wonderful soap dough.
After making thousands pounds of soap dough a new awareness has bubbled to the surface.
The first recipe in “A Soap Recipe Book of Light and Shadow” is a very basic recipe. The castor oil can be exchanged for soybean oil with success. I believe there must always be the most basic recipes, one that is reduced to the most essential elements, before we build on that core.
My third and all time favorite recipe is #17. This recipe has my two favorite ingredients, Shea Butter and Cocoa Butter and I adore this recipe. It provides a perfect bar and even more perfect soap dough. If you want just one recipe do try this long time coming, hard earned recipe.
Now, I want to let you know I love all these recipes, each one is my child. I have used each recipe for bars of soap and soap dough, some for their slow trace properties and others for their stout behaviors. I would not have offered them if I found them inferior in any way. I culled the those recipes that weren’t up to snuff and reliable. I have books and books of recipes that didn’t make the cut. All the recipes in “A Soap Recipe Book of Light and Shadow” are tuned and sound, sing a song and each amount exact.
Now, on to the next book… Which I’m working on at this moment (ok, not this very moment, but in the in-between spaces of life). The next book, a Complete Book of all things Soap Dough (not a real title but a focus) I will have written out details of how to create soap cookies, glittered soap creations, basic soap dough shapes, unique Sorcery creations and more soap dough recipes with exotic oils and butters to add to your collection of soap recipes.
Also, there will be a huge dose of inspiration. This part is much more delicate and takes my own authentic inspiration in order to convey. One cannot convey what one does not understand, posses or fully comprehend or it will certainly fall short.
as being my truer self doesn’t always come easily and the default behavior for me is to control my world, even in the most subtle ways. I strive to keep my environment orderly. That activity causes my mate a disruption in his field of energy. He has a different idea of calm and peace. His comes much more naturally. I have to work at mine.
My initial programing from my paternal units was not a calm state of being. I don’t blame them any more, they were aliens. Well, one was. 😉 They didn’t choose me any more than I chose them, at least on the most obvious levels.
I’m working on this initial programming in the same way water works on things… Unceasingly, determinably, consistently. Water can change things dramatically, but also most subtly, without sharp edges and yet flowing, smooth, rough, intense, still, calm, but most importantly, powerfully.
I don’t want dramatic change now – that smacks too much of the first phase of life. I’d like to be quietly powerful. At least privately – powerful over my fears, because my control springs from fear, not from peace.
How does this all relate to soap making? Finding my quiet place, inside me, deeper than the surface of “Hi, how are you?” to myself but not as deep as a dream. In the theta place of mediation, before my need to organize and “straighten” things in my home, the place where faeries manifest in my imagination and soap gremlins are mischievous but not cruel, the place where ideas manifest into a slightly chaotic workspace and enchantments appear in the shape of soaps… To exist in this place is where my soap-magic springs forth and the feeling of this place is water.
My goal for today is to be like water.
Thank you, Deepak Chopra
1. Today I will commit myself to detachment. I will allow myself and those around me the freedom to be as they are. I will not rigidly impose my idea of how things should be. I will not force solutions on problems, thereby creating new problems. I will participate in everything with detached involvement.
2. Today I will factor in uncertainty as an essential ingredient of my experience. In my willingness to accept uncertainty, solutions will spontaneously emerge out of the problem, out of the confusion, disorder, and chaos. The more uncertain things seem to be, the more secure I will feel, because uncertainty is my path to freedom. Through the wisdom of uncertainty, I will find my security.
3. I will step into the field of all possibilities and anticipate the excitement that can occur when I remain open to an infinity of choices. When I step into the field of all possibilities, I will experience all the fun, adventure, magic, and mystery of life.
Welcome to the Hobbit Home Where the Soap Witch Lives
Sorcery Soap has moved! Thank you to all those who helped us move with your orders, well wishes and good luck spells this past month. Although some spells need a touch of work. Keep reading and you’ll understand.
I’m happy to report no more stairs! Our new home is a one story. Truman-dog seems pleased to walk out the door into the yard. This home is more than we allowed ourselves to dream. It is not large, which I love, but roomy enough to give us breathing space. Happy to report all fragrance oils made it safely to their new home where light cannot reach their delicate little souls.
Our neighbors are lovely, we’ve met both on either side and they are older and quiet; a single woman on one side and a couple on the other and both, on first few meetings, are pleasant.
The main living area has been dedicated to our work, blogging, research and, of course, soap making. Our home is not set-up traditionally, we dedicate our living and dining room to what we like and utilize our spare room for our movie nights. No worries, if you stop by we have a comfy lounge area lit up with fairy lights.
The lighting in the main area is quite interesting and varied with two large windows and a patio slider. There is a built-in book shelf that holds most of our books, however, my mate stacked them to all fit, not to find. There is no dewey decimal system here! I like the randomness of it. I have already run across books I’d like to read again.
On the outside, a private yard runs the length of the house with a covered veranda.
Before we moved we had a few days so the family came over to do laundry, hang out and see how the house felt. The second night we were waiting for the laundry to finish when J walked into the hall and said, “why is there water on the floor?” The coupling for the cammode came loose and was running. Water poured onto the floor creating a small river. (Ok, that was dramatic.) It truly was everywhere! The hall was flooded, into the living room, soaked the newly remodeled bedroom closet carpet and even outside on to porch. Which was probably to the good. We jumped-to and utilized all available towels to sop up the water, not having a mop. It was cleaned up – no harm, no foul.
Two days after we moved in there was a storm. The winds were dramatic and we had a bit of rain, oddly only on one part of the yard. It was high contrast from the static hot weather we generally have in this part of the desert.
The old apartment still had to be cleaned. The next day, we opened the gate and to our astonishment there was a tree on my car. Ok, it wasn’t a whole tree but a huge branch.
We quickly discovered Palo Verde Tree’s have thorns. The car could not be moved without attending to the tree that was loving my car too hard. J made short work of that tree with his handy saw. He went into the house to get a towel to better grab the tree without getting further torn up, as we didn’t have gloves. I continued to cut the tree up and cut through a large branch the entire tree was resting on. I attempted to save my side mirror with no idea the weight of the branch was supported not by my mirror, but the very branch I cut through. Once it fell on me I had no choice but muscle the main tree branch off.
With a dent on the roof of my car and a scratched window, a few thorns in our skin and some scratches on my mate, all was well. We finished the job of cleaning our old apartment, removing our energy and setting our sights on the high levels of creativity floating about in our new hobbit home where this soap witch now lives.
We have moved on from the mischievous goblin and gremlin shenanigans, and discovered I’ll need a bit of refinement for my protection spells. It all could have been much worse, so difficult to say how much they worked. 😉 There is no accounting for the ridiculousness of naughty faeries and troublesome goblins and gremlins. It seems these beings float in on streams of creativity, so I’ll take it all!
I can taste Sorcery in the air. This Soap Witch can feel it growing and tickling to manifest, so new Sorcery soaps are on their way to being in this world from the other world.
In order to properly thank you I’d like to offer you this coupon for 28% off your next order. Use “SorceryThankYou28” at check out for this discount on your next order. It will become invisible (expire) at the end of this month. (9/30/2017)
If you didn’t know, there is a merry little band of soap makers who have joined a group I named “Sorcery Creations” on facebook.
What happens there?
Unusual and peculiar soaps, bath and body product images are posted, soaping inspiration and questions to help you get past your soaping limitations… And many, many extraordinary soap makers to offer their sage wisdom and guidance are among our members.
I understand some soap makers are busy making soap, have an over full life or don’t have the desire to be active on line. I understand and want to offer this, even if you don’t participate you will be influenced in your soap making ideas and abilities by viewing the activities and images in this group.
I see a variety of soap makers who have been influenced by the Sorcery of this soap maker, in and out of this group (I share often) – soap creations that they have had no history of or have never manifested come to life after Sorcery Soaps reached their awareness… Maybe you are one of those, maybe you need a group of soap makers to support your soaping rebelliousness, or maybe you need a surge of inspiration. All good reasons to join Sorcery Creations Facebook group. It is a group of honorable soap makers I have found to have steel integrity.
Also, if you haven’t heard, Sorcery Soapery is moving. If you’d like to help move this Soap Witch, use “MovetheSoapWitch25” at check out before August 31, 2017 to receive 25% off all Sorcery Products even ebooks, which don’t need moving.
I will be, and am, deeply grateful for your help… You will be with me in spirit during our move. Which is all I can ask for.
Thank you to each of you who have helped me so far. Truly is an amazing idea to think people of all over the world are here to help us move this Soapery.
Some how, moving brings out the most inefficient in me. My very nature abhors moving, but I’ve done it more times than anyone I know. So that, too, must by my nature. A crab changes it’s shell each time it grows out of the old one. I hope this is the case for me too.
More than anything I hope this last period of growth is over for awhile. Well, this type of growth anyway – out growing my shell. I still want to grow in awareness, compassion, understanding and most importantly, creativity.
Once this move is over, we are all settled into our new home, all Sorcery Soaps have carefully and safely nestled into their new apothecary-ish soapery, I can level-up to my new creativity. I’m looking forward to this experience, manifesting new sorcery, sharing insights and tales of creativity in the new Sorcery Book and expanding the Sorcery Soap products.
Some magic needs to expand.
If you’d like to contribute to moving this Soap Witch, I’ve offered a coupon. Use “MovetheSoapWitch25” at checkout.
Once the coupon expires, this Soapery will be paused until we are completely ready to ship your order unencumbered by the anxiety of changing shells.