Spirit Cloth

How it might happen

Yesterday's thread dream.

Change is not always pretty.

Sun Catching

Finally but really Eventually. For now.

A little long cloth continued from here.

I somehow answered my question from yesterday. By simply allowing the Endless Wishing Cloth to provide temporary context/shelter for Change is in the Air. Shall we consider context as shelter then? Then...it becomes kind.

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February seems slow and fast

The Endless Wishing Cloth ended up in my lap.

After a long rainy week.

 

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They say we might see sun today.

Let's just see then.

Eventually.

TypePad is kinda slow lately. Links and things are not super responsive. Posting has been a bit of a drag. Eventually might be a good thing to focus on. If you subscribe by email and you cannot access the alternative link, try clicking through to the blog (use the title), you should see the player. OR. Take a walk and come back later.

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I used to keep these short audio clips as notes to self, but hey.

Posting as it happens.

 

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Little Units of Meaning

It was just before bed.

I put a circle in the (not quite) center of the old circle expanding cloth. I traced a dime.

But I needed it to be nine. And as I filled in the black and white, I accidentally reversed my normal arrangement. Usually the the black is 5 squares and the white 4. Leaving the center dark. I paused  in process and saw an eye. And I liked it. The eye in nine. Off center like that. I'm filling in the circle but changed the contrast level on the remaining areas to keep the eye more obvious.

I began to play with this round nine on paper and the eye idea. Loving again the little units that become symbols for me. How they form. Looking up to the wall where one of my first loose pages rests. I took it down. This page where the small unit of meaning began. I hugged it. And now we are talking. As if 50 years ago was just yesterday.