Spirit Cloth

so it seems

Lately,  everything...

seems to be caught in A Nest of Days. Which is the large cloth that has become a home for a lot of loose things. At least for a while.  I think about that, as a metaphor then, for how it is that it all happens. 

And then how I was able to warm the Indigo Vat in the afternoon sun yesterday. Just like that, under the skylight, moving it a bit as the sun moved across the room with the big table. How happy it became. With just that little bit of attention. This morning it is ready to give more blue.

Yesterday I confused everyone by testing private posts over at Feel Free. Later today I will do a regular open post over there to present my goals with some Clarity, which I often refer to as Blur-ity, because really what you understand is often a matter of perspective.  This will be my last post here for a while as I focus on the chaos that is just about always present when I begin a new teaching adventure.  Which in a way is no different from building a new home, which is what this one has ultimately become.

 

 

Probably

 

Probably there is always more to say, probably because there are always so many more ways to look at things.

 

Makes me much more comfortable about changing my mind.

I just added Probably to the Feel free Glossary because suddenly I realize I will probably use it a lot.

It's just an awful day, Raining Ice.  But I have a lot of emails to get to anyway. Thank you for gathering for my new class. Class? Zone. There is a link in the menu over at Feel Free. Look for Welcome to the Forever Zone, you can test the password if you already have one.

you sleep, you wake up...

And the Older said...

You stand.

You breath, let it move through.

You go.

Sometimes just to see.

Don't be discouraged.

Absorb the magic of days.

It rained, it snowed, the plow guy didn't show, 7 degrees, it froze, no unfreeze in sight, the only way out is to slide. Or fly.

Inspired by the Cloth Itself

And a thread from here to there...

I am really enjoying this scratched/old filter lately, probably because I can relate.  I had added a dyed layer over a print, loving how the illusion of it sliding behind the foliage gave it depth.  That gave me a similar idea here. 

But before I go further, let me just say, that all my audio and video will be at Feel Free now, as I move to my new series Everything in Perspective. I have decided to continue as long as I can with a modestly priced password protected format. You can come here to read about life and see what I am doing (and that can be enough) and then you might choose to follow the thread (if you are so inclined) to dive deeper into my process. Very much deeper. 

Why?

The feed here is unreliable and media is next to impossible to host, especially audio.

This blog has so much content, but the way I just go makes it hard to hold the bits together in any cohesive manner at this point.

I need to generate a bit more income. For reasons that aren't just about me.

The WordPress format is helping me organize my thoughts for book-writing.

I will release a full description of the final part to the series at the end of the month, which will begin mid February. If you are subscribed there you will receive details in a post, if not there will be a thread from here to there.

The thread from here to there, sounds simple, but really the journey is really so much more than a straight line. If you try to map how it holds together.

We are in for another storm. And frigid weather following. The most winter winter we have seen in a long time. I need to run to the grocery store because grocery delivery here is no longer happening due to a shortage of drivers. And low inventories.

But Hey. Let it snow.

 

 

 

Path Way

We are in the middle of a new storm. Still dark here and I don't even want to imagine the snow and rain mix. The yuckiest kind of weather to try to get around in. So I am not going anywhere.

I took this picture  Yesterday. That's a new path winding through the woods. Won't be visible when winter is over.

When we moved here, I brought my attitude with me. My neighbors (the couple is about my son's age) live right on the road below us. About 1/2 acre, 2 teenagers, and an ATV.  Not long after being here, I noticed them walking through "my yard". The 5 acres between them and the next neighborhood over. I kindly let them know how I felt about that. Everyday the youngest kid, 11, rides his ATV in circles around their house . For hours. While I think to myself, I hate those things.

Right after the holidays, while retrieving the mail at the bottom of the hill. I saw them on their deck. I called out. We talked from our own sides over a stone wall.  It was a long talk. Too long for here, I cannot type that much.

I asked about things. I learned about them. The things we have in common and the things we don't. I suddenly said...something I never would have said before... "what if Nicholas could use his ATV to make a path? I said maybe we could all walk through the woods more easily. Maybe he could use the path once in a while to ride through to see his friends over the hill.  Faces lit up. She asked if I wanted to know more about the hiking trails just beyond the hill.

The culture is different here. But people are people. If you try to understand.

I let a lot of things go with the turn of the year. I think that might become more apparent.

So many works I create are about path. Maybe they all are.