I am not big on the mainstream holiday thing. But I do like certain aspects of traditional ceremony. I like the simple reminders that simple decorations inspire. Little things hung from mantels and doorways. Those little things that bring memory and a sense of something. Maybe it is just the sense of continuing, like so many before. Like we will do despite all odds. Maybe it is to honor that.
I have finished another little piece. Just a fragment was all it was. Just to stitch through the pause of the holiday. Like I do. Like I have done so many times before. And once again, there seems to be a very big story attached to it. One about continuing, and how much that has to do with connecting.
It seems that after spending so many years listening to the moon light, she has begun to develop a new sense of flight. And the music of a night sky has transformed her. I think evolution is about continuing. And continuing is just the patience and persistence it takes to get a real sense of something.
I am calling this one peace on earth. Because it , peace, might just be the product of having a true sense of all things. And that takes a long time. One of the bells is so old it doesn't ring any more. But I can hear it; I acquired that sense long ago.
I would like to give this one away. A peace offering. The hat is here, who's in?
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