Spirit Cloth

Today's Wall

Sensing bigger change in me.

I liked this photo, how the morning sun cut into the image and erased part of it.

The piece on top, named Conjuring a New Day, a while back (not even looking back for that right now). Just remembering cutting out the center to make it small after making it larger for more room to dream. Thinking maybe smaller is more manageable. There's always enough room for dreams. Dreams are room.

I drew a name for the Game. I'll wait 24 hours to hear from you and then, if need be, pick another. I'll do that up to nine times and anything leftover will become open for sale.

 

Surprised...

Surprise at the mailbox!

...'tis the season, I know, but gifts arrived in the mail yesterday.

Thank you Mary and Elaine.

It's been warm again. No fires. Yesterday there was some leaf raking. And then some quiet stitching before bed.

This is the 4th corner on the new found space ring on Holding Pattern. Oh!  How that little nine was woven right into one of the small squares at the bottom of the basket. It now holds pattern in a new way. Hadn't thought about it in that context before. Can you imagine a whole blanket with this concept?  What if....?   Some days are more surprising than others. Suddenly Eventually, with a slight change in direction, I find myself filled with new dreams. Based on old ones.

 

How we might Continue.

Last evening. Fireside.

Brain Nausea.

The smallest beast. Going. Maybe not Just. Leaving a trail. Dividing space. Making a path. Bringing a bit of fresh air to an old piece of patchwork. Transforming it into a place to breathe.

The slowest stitch. Slower than even the slowest slow stitch.  Splitting hairs I call it.  A split backstitch using one thread. Takes forever because you add row after row and and no one might even notice. But it gives you time to consider and shape your vision.

Eventually. Evidence of how we keep at it.

I'm not particularly focused lately.  I'm just letting that play out. More walking than thinking. More going than explaining. I need a Wordless Weekend of Willful Wandering. Mixed with Day Dreaming. Take care.

And Happy Birthday dear Michelle.

Floating Backward

It's been hot. It's hot sleeping. The loft is really the attic opened up. No air conditioning so all the heat is up there. It usually cools down by midnight but it depends on the wind from the sea.

I'll sleep downstairs these next few days. As the dangerous combination of high humidity and heat move in.

Right below on the wall. Holding Pattern. (There is a category for that)

Holding patiently.

And a quick decision. A few actually. It's reached a size where I would like to start backing it. While I can still get to the center easily. I'm thinking silk, I've been wanting to try that. Silk is light and warm. Maybe a thin stabilizing layer first? Something also weightless. And then, to continue. With all this sea floating I wandered, floating back in time. This quilt is for my son. I remember the one I made for him. The first one.  1978. The floating square pattern. Yes, that's how to continue.

Another Holding ceremony. Just a little study to get the feel of it again. (quite beautiful as is) This time I will use the moon components as the floating element. Some sort of floating timekeepers. And I will loosen it up a bit. Of course I will also break up the larger areas as needed to use up the small scrap I have here. The same will apply for the silk on the other side. And the thin in between. Because that is the way it is goes here.

So the outer ring of this cloth will be about floating. Being the healing thing that it has become for me. The cloth will carry that.

Note to Self:Dreaming is like floating, I just said that to myself. Like being held in between.

The Thinning

November has been more like I remember October to be. So far.

But after some steady rain, most of the leaves are down and we can again see through the ring of trees that surround us.

Giving us the sense of less stuff and more room. A longer view.

This helps a lot to alleviate the confinement of the colder months.

The sunrise was golden.

 

There is cloth hanging everywhere.  Unrolled and in view for winter when there will be more indoor time for considering.

 

 

I added another ring of blue to this one. Continued from here. And maybe yet another I am thinking.  A stray can oftentimes be seen staring into the distance. Held by colorful memories. A long view through will be handy. I could call these space makers Consider-RINGS. Space to dream. Wonder.

 

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And today I really like this.

 

Looking Deeper

 

I woke up. After dreaming a dream I cannot remember. And a long rest that has left me refreshed.

And I stitched this. It's been a long time since I stitched words on a cloth.

Sometimes it is just more direct.

I have been dreaming a lot lately.

Which has me thinking about dreaming.

What an in between place it is.

Not a place to live, but a place to rest.

Remembering this. 

Looking Deeper into that which drives me.

How that gets buried so easily.

Still things grow out of it. Right through. Reminding me.

Soon it will be summer. It's warm. Things are growing.

Depending on one another.

 

Making do

 

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Indoor Camping

 Sleeping by the fire.

It has become more  fun than bother really.  Not because we have to. But because it is so fine.  On the floor under a mound of quilts.  Some still unfinished and it doesn't matter.

A less adult thing to do maybe.  But every night is a slumber party.  Nothing like  a  big old patchwork quilt.  Scraps of self, staring you in the face at every turn.  I dream in small journeys.

Today we prep for the man's trip. He leaves early in the morning.  There is always a space when he leaves.  I will fill it with stitch.

This quilt goes back to 2006. A still ungiven gift for my son. I have yet to document it fully here.  Reminder to self to do that.

 

Warm

 

Warm weather has created an unusual October fairyland. It remains so InBetween.

I woke this morning with warm thoughts.  I slept well it seems but I felt awake the whole time.  Windows open in October.  Storms surely coming to knock some sense into it. Exciting. Tension in the breeze.

I'm unrolling.  A kind of stretching I think.  It feels so good. Undoing  Summer self.  Considering  Winter self.  Cloth Yoga. With nothing more to say about it for now. 

I just feel grateful for this cloth landscape unfolding before me. The many Small Journeys ahead. What ever they might be.

7:39 PM still warm...

Ok then...

 

I  have a lot to adjust to,  now that I am seeing everything differently.   What if I take a bit of time out here ?   See what happens with all these new eyes.    I will drop in here now and then  through the end of the year.  With the magic feather cloth.  To update my newsletter  and  stuff.    I might do one more  shop update  as well.... and maybe just some looking.  Catch you later....

Comments are off for a while.   Let's all relax . Dream a little.   Mend a few holes.