Spirit Cloth

Over Time

...they Became Like a Tree.

A Typepad glitch is keeping me from viewing and replying to comments, here and on other Typepad blogs. So, comments off and I am going to take some time away and get lost in some details.  The stray cat series has evolved into the stray selves series, realizing that I may contain a whole spectrum of beasts to deal with. I need to consider this more deeply anyway. 

And in the News, Feel Free is not closing but will be temporarily down for a while so I might fix a few things, I will be reopening the Spirit Cloth Shop soon, it is now sweater weather, and Grace's Hill is still there. The winds have shifted,I hear the smoke may reach NY. 

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Change.

 

One of the realities that I have come to appreciate over time is more than one thing at a time.  I stopped worrying about trying to control that. Probably, I don't remember when, I just let it all become ONE thing. Because it is. But then, like with most revelations, I forgot. Not on my own probably but with the help of the constant bullshit that is used to render us part of a machine. I'd rather be a flower. I just remembered.

I think I am sharing, but then there is always so much more I forgot to say.  I think ambition makes us move way too fast. We pick and choose what we think is most important, forgetting that it's all important. If we are to get even close to knowing how it happens.

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Some one sent me this today.“It is now highly feasible to take care of everybody on Earth at a higher standard of living than any have ever known. It no longer has to be you or me. Selfishness is unnecessary. War is obsolete. It is a matter of converting the high technology from weaponry to livingry.” — Buckminster Fuller

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.

In Perspective

Some Sadness I guess

as I glanced from the window off the Bigger Bedroom.

The view from outside the porch.  Suddenly I thought I knew how it felt, more clearly, the confinement. But then, it was more clearly how it might just seem from outside. He is safe. Healthy. Reconsidering boundaries. Loved. And more loving. From inside you would never know.

Pinned to the center of the Endless Wishing cloth (a larger cloth) today. The March stray. Alone but not. Sheltered from the storm. Again.

Thought caught: A large cloth might be a shelter to smaller cloth. And a way to put things in perspective.

So, my final decision is to host Part 3 of Patchwork in Perspective, large cloth, here on this blog, Open, with the option to donate if you are so inclined, or if you are able. Some media content will be hosted on  WordPress/ Feel Free pages but the gateway will be here. Ok then, that's that. When? That's next.  Maybe better sooner than later.  Maybe start real slow...let me check on batteries for my audio recorder and make sure my video skills are still there.  Or whatever, let's make do. The last hurrah!

No agenda, just going, grateful for the company.

I will update my Feel Free Newsletter soon. 

The Gallery/Shop?, nah for now, too much about just me.

Off to finish my taxes. Tomorrow will hopefully be another day.

Love.

Mind Games part 2

 

I think maybe this post should've could've been over at Thought Catching (Patchwork in Perspective, part 1)  But I think it just needed to be here, for now, before I begin again over there. 

Today, and for the last few days actually, my thoughts have been about thinking. About changing my mind actually. I am going to talk, just  test, for talking here, in this new place. Practice. Let's give it a try...

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Anyway, I left the moon underneath this time. And the sun has become a new kind of symbol here, another day. The moon is always there anyway even if you can't see it. And Dad, loved the sun on his shoulders and he loved just being alive.  And I have decided that changing your mind is, in a way evolutionary. And in no way shameful or weak or embarrasing. It's just another day. Like tomorrow. For this thinking being, the moment is more than now. And that is just + going/gone. A thread. 

 

Seems Soul-o likes a sunny spot too. And he seriously decided this is his chair. For now.

I'm just thinking today anyway.