Reconsidering that. And blanket. And holding center. Vibrating outward.
Many things might be considered at once. It's always that way I suppose.
But what I'm considering more often these days is Considering itself.
I like the word Consider. It has a softness. A lack of judgment. Defined as thinking carefully before making a decision, I am thinking maybe not even needing to. And Reconsidering is like a return to this soft beginning. A way to continue without rejecting. It is just about going. Considering is like taking a step toward something. Leaning in. Reconsidering is a kind of step away. A rocking outward. There is a quiet rhythm to it. This process. Small Journeys that add up to something. Anything. Anything is OK.
On the right, the beginning of the first perpetual grid cloth that I talked about yesterday. A cloth about dividing space. The center. Just white cloth, white seams, 9. Today's Nine. On the left, looking at a Long Time, continuing from here. In between. Me. As a doodle.