I have been outside all day. Thinking and working with earth. At a loss for words. Exhausted. No stitching because I hurt my hand yesterday doing the same thing. My thumb. The swelling seems to be going down now.
I have these two cloths touching. On the wall. I have been walking by. Looking.
I've been remembering my symbols, and as I repeat them, noticing the pattern in that, how they have become a language system. Useful. A kind of alignment really. How they connect stories, small journeys. Make them continue one into another. I remember this wind, wing, motion symbol when it was developing here... and then the black and white, my symbol for magic. Might I use color variation I am asking myself. Would that expand my system of symbols? Considering color and form?
I have a lot of questions today. This is just one of them.