Spirit Cloth

an almost February morning

Letting the light in. 

It helps reveal my process.

Where I cut is not for the looking though.

It's about feel, I work with cloth because of the feel. The living breathing quality. Layers can stiffen. I want it to be more like skin. Or something that might shape shift. In the wind.

That's a Japanese Andromeda right outside the front window, which is low to the ground, easy to look out of. Tiny birds have built a nest in it. I think I can trim it without disturbing them.

The face has emerged in sympathy with that batik scrap. Seems like roots.  This stray self will evolve with many roots. Evolution is a slow transformation. We will not live long enough. But we might speed it up with a little imagination.

My 69th birthday is coming up in February. Last year I decided to close this blog on that very day. Then, somewhere mid year I decided to start a new blog on that very day. Today I am simply considering so many things and most of them are not about blogging or me at all.  

 

Poof Again.   just to say a little more.

 

No,not back, we are actually just Going.

It's been  a long ride just getting it all prepared here, but real change is on the horizon. This will not be an easy move. Many hurdles ahead. There will be less.

There is no functioning heat where we are going and although it is not winter yet, it is winter a bit early, as you know, here on the east coast. It's ok, we will work it out but we will be going back and forth for a while trying to get everything in order... internet will need to be brought in, and then there is Soul-o, relocating him will be a trip in itself. 

There's been posting on Instagram but now there will be no real time for making, but maybe a few pics now and then.  I will still have my mobile phone, my only cyber connection for a while. But let me say, the reception up north is not what it is here.

 

 

This morning, in the spirit of Path-work,

 

Suddenly

 

Simply Balanced

 

I am not calm,

I have simply and purposely

accepted the chaos.

 

There will be a bigger space. Most likely, see you next year.

Peace

The move toward simpler times, toward less

The thought of simpler times

will surely show more in my making.

The sanity series was prep for that.

Today's Nine

...hasn't materialized.

But it's a start.

It might be helpful to imagine oneself as a puzzle piece while feeling puzzled.

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