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The big cloth we call Home. It is a world. It is a shelter with no walls.
I think it will carry going in a safe way.
I need a few quiet days. To understand the Going. Some how it is bigger than my words. It is good to feel that.
September 29, 2014 at 07:36 AM in Cloth as shelter, Cloth is like a world, HOME, the magic feather project | Permalink
After all this time
Is it time?
A Small Journey for Peace.
Nine Times at Least
Free your * my mind from hate.
Free my mind from hate.
(* Note to self: Don't preach, be an example)
Make cloth not war.
September 21, 2014 at 08:59 AM in 9, across moons, Cloth as shelter, Cloth is like a world, Cloth is like self, dream catching, hands, Imagine, nine lives patch, notes to self, patchwork, problem solving, small journeys, tell the children the truth | Permalink
Good Morning. The storm has passed.
The air is clear. For this I am grateful.
A thin old quilt is just enough on this slightly chilled morning.
Sweater weather is coming. I can smell it.
There is a sense of that.
Do you get up at night and write things down?
September 07, 2014 at 07:09 AM in autumn, Cloth as shelter, grateful, notes to self, old cloth, patchwork, questions, scraps of self, sense, thin cloth, transition | Permalink