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. 

Simply Keep at It

Sun's out but it's a bit cooler today.

What a relief.

A little quilting, just simple, around the edge quilting.  Seems to add a simple logic of building to the new day side.

And then around the sun. Hardly visible from the other side if you don't look closely. But it is there, the new day has come through. There are many choices for thread and stitch. Stitching does not have to scream, it can simply whisper. There is satisfaction in the way this is going. It takes me back to a simpler time when no one was watching. It is nice to know I am still that person.  That I have held fast to what I love. I like the place it takes me to. No, wait, I AM that place.

There is a huge hibiscus tree at the edge of the wood that I had not noticed until it bloomed. This morning it was all-a-buzz. You hopefully know that sound. I saw this pollen drenched bee and thought... keep at it, find a way, do the hard work, gather, take what you need and spread the goodness.

Let's hear it. With me?  bzzzzzzzzz

Hunker Down and Align

These times

create great personal, as well as

collective, Challenges.

Honesty

is a kind of alignment.

Thought Catching

is a kind of honesty.

I need space and light.

Time for myself.

I miss the sea.

My days seem cluttered.

Scattered.

 

One way to make a room seem bigger and lighter is to empty it. Paint it white.  Emptied, yesterday, late in the day. Paint next. As soon as it is warm enough to open windows. Patience. Below freezing again. Another robe lesson coming tomorrow. Or maybe later in the day.  Just taking me longer than expected to put stuff here with all these internet interruptions. I will figure it out eventually.   Thinking about everything, in terms of Alignment, really helps. 

This is on the other wall.

Across.

They seem related.

I needed that connection.

Breakfast with Lightning Woman

 

We sat together. We had a long conversation.

Her breasts were a bit overwhelming so we went with more white in the eyes to balance things out.

Maybe a bit too much but it's too late, her eyes are really open, no turning back now, we agreed.

Suddenly...

She has become a map.

Something has happened with me, with this one.

It feels good, it feels right and I will be talking about it soon.

For now, Happy International Woman's Day!