Lately, everything...
seems to be caught in A Nest of Days. Which is the large cloth that has become a home for a lot of loose things. At least for a while. I think about that, as a metaphor then, for how it is that it all happens.
And then how I was able to warm the Indigo Vat in the afternoon sun yesterday. Just like that, under the skylight, moving it a bit as the sun moved across the room with the big table. How happy it became. With just that little bit of attention. This morning it is ready to give more blue.
Yesterday I confused everyone by testing private posts over at Feel Free. Later today I will do a regular open post over there to present my goals with some Clarity, which I often refer to as Blur-ity, because really what you understand is often a matter of perspective. This will be my last post here for a while as I focus on the chaos that is just about always present when I begin a new teaching adventure. Which in a way is no different from building a new home, which is what this one has ultimately become.
