Spirit Cloth

Calculating the span of Heal (ing)

A Nest of Days is serving me well  a resting place for new clothwork.

This one grew a bit, just a single layer of muslin overlapped and stitched.  One layer, the center is 3. That might be managed later.

The man is, in the meanwhile, sanding the table.

I think we best heal from the inside out.  I can stretch and touch the edge, while my heart remains the center.

No stitch today but this exercise is also doing. Getting into the spirit of the thing. I made a video but it became a bit too brazen with no bra. Maybe if I wasn't going on 70. Ha! Feeling Free  but not that free. So here is a less offensive snapshot I cropped out of it. 

courtesy of nitch

How everything is mixed up together

A little bigger solstice cloth.

A bigger pairing. Prayer-ing.

The green lamp. Mom's lamp.  I was going to light a candle, but this will do.

Just the Day

 

The birds woke us.

The morning was Pink.

And for a moment, pink was my favorite color.

Soul-o slept in Wind (robe) last night.

There is a guy coming this morning to give us an estimate for cutting a few dangerous dead trees here. Trees that might fall on us. Trees we cannot cut ourselves. Trees too close to the power lines. Trees that have been moaning in the wind. Wood we will split ourselves. Fire wood for next winter. We have a chimney issue, so that's next.  All outside work, so that's good. If we have the money. 

It is cold this morning. But I hung the Lion Quilt outside on the porch. It has not been part of an open air ceremony for a long time. I wasn't sure how big it became. I loosely measured. It's 58" square-ish.  I guess because that's how big it became. I don't remember having a reason. I remembered it as bigger.