Spirit Cloth

Always

I am (we are) the Between.

Between a Fallen Heart... and a Rising Moon. Just to be there.

Is compassion a kind of intelligence?

A simply basic understanding, like connecting dots?

These loose patches, well, I planned to use them in my new class series.  But I needed them now. And I've become unsure about  the new class.  Like I often do.

Lot of folks spend time making marks like stitches on paper. Goes faster but not the same feel to the process for me. The path back to paper will lead me in a different direction I think. The feel of a process is what binds me to it. And the lure of new form pulls me in. Excites me.

Sometimes in between can be an escape from Sameness.

 

Today's Looking Ceremony

The way it is...

Today.

Looking for Answers (from another perspective), Standing for Freedom, Make Waves, Holding Tenderness (now aka known as Compassion), a light switch.

In November, still in process.

Almost December. Considering how another year will unfold.

And then in perspective... the way it really is...

Considering a year of less cropping.

Reconsidering Mood

The

Mood has changed.

Mood is a temporary frame of mind. Which makes it all Mood.

I stitched. To emphasize the reaching out. Continuing from here.

My naming often evolves but I'm sticking with Stand for Freedom.

I think the center needs some work.

I am seeing so many frames here. Like many resting places, and a kind of measuring of vibrating outward.

And then, pinned to the larger cloth, Magic.  Held by the Serpent of Days. Which is still forming, and seems like a basket after all these years.

I do this now and then. Because time is the ultimate frame.

Mood helped remind me of that. I suppose, to be reminded, is to gain perspective.

Magic, the large cloth, has been so useful for me. It's bigger than it actually is.