Spirit Cloth

Pause for a Moment

 

I worked on this one yesterday.

In the lamplight this morning, the colors are altered. The photo not so clear.

I added the red dot. Some stitch. 

 

 

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I don't know why this one is so difficult to photograph, just elusive in some sort of way. Perhaps I see something that cannot be seen outside a dream. The thing that remains in between.

The X emerged, I don't think I have talked about that symbol much. I have been gathering thoughts for a while. It is a combination of conflicting thoughts having to do with the unknown, crossing over, and placekeeping.  Not to be confused with the cross (which is here too.).  But my words seem inadequate this morning and I need some time ...

Anyway, this one is complete in the context of the day. Pinned to a bit of Sanity. The Heart of Season.  And the thread that runs through it. 

This is an old drawing that is very much at the root of my thread theory. 

Very old, like 60s.

I love it more today.

I will use it to pull me through to some new form of understanding. 

 

A ripple

A ripple at the crossroads.

It's hot and we are not moving much. I seem to work up a sweat just thinking.

Everything  is growing and it just seems like enough.
But then,

Equality weighs heavy.

But then, a breeze kicked up.  I tried to catch that here. The hopefulness in that.

Preparation

 

 

I have been thinking about being prepared. How it sometimes seems like a "suddenly" last minute kind of thing to rush and change everything now, which often pushes everyone and everything else out of the way in the process. But then it can also be a constant worrying activity where you keep at it based on a long standing fear, which might wear on you and everyone else around you. Drag you down and limit the rest of your activities. Poison your days. But then in a more gentle perspective, just going works too. A moment to moment witnessing and knowing who you are and what you need to work with. Which includes others. How this habit might just make you prepared. 

In preparation for the HUNKER DOWN and make do teaching series (Patchwork in Perspective part 3/Large Cloth and whatever else gets us through) that will be hosted here, I will be cleaning up this page and making room for teaching related stuff.  A lot of current links might be moved to the Place Keeper page.  Again, if you are subscribing to my posts by email, you will only see the post itself and not the rest of the site. I feel subscribing is a good way to be alerted to content, but not a complete picture. Visiting the blog will allow you to interact with comments, and view media in a better format and browse related materials.  I am not worrying much these days about how it will play out. I am not making any promises. Who can do that these days anyway?  I am just going. In a sense I am making my online world smaller and easier to handle, while others seem to be embracing fancier far reaching technologies. I am opting for something more modest. Call me old fashioned. I'm old enough. So I will begin, in earnest, on Wednesday, and we'll see. I suppose I will continue for as long as I can for now. Open ended. Thank you to all of you, those who have donated, those who cannot, we are all in the same boat, let's just keep paddling and see where we end up.

On another note...The Journey from paper to Cloth and back again is a circle that needs to be completed. For me, a necessary path to peace. Working on paper will not be the same as it was when I was in art school, hoping to be an illustrator.  Too much has happened. But in some strange twist, I am simply picking up where I left off and letting all that happened in between inform the change I feel will happen, once I get familiar with it again. I will use the story card exercise to transition. I will include my paper to cloth to paper musings here as well as they happen.  Peace.

The Two Things

The Things that Stands,

then, the Thing that Moves Through.

Both, possibly. just the sense of something.

I'm strengthening the Standing part. By quilting the layers. While considering what's coming.

It's turned way cold. Thankfully the only fire burning here is the one under the walnut/pom pot which is also keeping us warm.

And there, she is, just a glimpse this morning. Old Sea. The longer view, like a reminder of what holds steady, is back.