The voice of deep winter works it's magic.
My mood is not light today. But I am ok with that. Part of me is sleeping. Part of me is not. I want to stitch on the center cloth (from here). I want its name to be Arising from Inner Warmth today. I guess that makes it a bit heart-like (which has me thinking about love). It sits in between The Old Seeing Eye (looking back to that) and To Keep from Screaming (here).
I want to stitch, yet, I am waiting, staring. Breathing. Alive.
Maybe you are too.