I'm continuing from here. In the blue light of morning.
The raw seam will hold the center. Maybe a kind of honesty. A frame for that.
I'm not around on the web much. I'm reading some but not saying. Short on words and working through that. I suppose I might go either way. I find myself caught by the thoughts between one word and another. They echo back at me and I say "what?"
I am using up some old linen and cotton upholstery samples I have here to build the cabin. Using things up. The back of the cloth is on the up side here, the print will show on the other side, thought it does show in a subtle way on this side as well. Since the base cloths are thick yet soft, this will be a single layer blanket, no batting or backing will be added. So the one side and the other side will actually be one, exchanging places now and then. Inside out. Outside in. Exposed. Quiet.
Ultimately, this piece has huge significance for me. How can I say it? Firstly, it is , of course, a nine patch. Then by focusing on the center three, the vertical column, it became a path through nine. It made nine about going. Expressed it as a way. I am very much about going. I am always going, going, going. I'm a mover. I mean I am up early and I am always active. Physically and mentally, on the go. I run circles around everyone I know. The man says I make him dizzy. He loves my energy. Sometimes he sits back and smiles as I run back and forth through a day.
I was looking at it. Adding additional stepping stones. Looking at it as endless in terms of possibility and size. I could keep going. Easily. But now what has struck me, not for the first time, is that the three, the three steps so to speak, imply direction and intention to go. There is evidence of having gone as well. It makes a way in some minimal form. In between. And it is long enough. The path. With this sense I look at it with a feeling of Being. Being there. Still going but not driven past what it is. It's path within the context of resting. Nothing lost, just smaller. Within reach, undoing ambition, the need for more.
Why is this important? Because this is where I am. I found the Going I love so much in Being. Went there. And now it is hard to go back.
Long Enough. This is my thought. I have been blogging forever. I've plans to slowly reduce my online presence and mostly my interaction this year, continuing to add content (there is so much more and thank you for your continued support) to Feel Free. And just Be. I've a Sanity Series (the art part of me) to complete that needs quiet as its main component. I'm word worn and I find it is easier to talk to myself without saying anything.
I am not leaving, I am changing. Becoming less in order to become more. Considering new formats.