Spirit Cloth

Love

is like a river

and so is cloth.

A thoughtful heart

While gathering other thoughts, this one popped up:

There can be a logic to love. It's not necessarily blind.

 

Colder and Higher

Probably the most frozen I have ever ever felt.

And the scene outside makes me want to do some pencil drawings.

How many thoughts are just thought and not acted on? That is the question and the reason I will continue with my new series. Still, frozen here. In mind but not really spirit. My spirit is moving toward Unconditional Sharing.

Named it, Your Love is Lifting Me. After a flurry of new energy. And this song, popped into my head. Still, I think it needs a little green.

Those 4 loose puzzle pieces, just gathered for their warmth, the fire inside.

Love. I think of Mo and Rod and then think Higher and Higher, so let me (re)name it that. Happy to find that old song stuck in my head this chilly morn.

4 degrees, feels like -2. But then as I might have said before, if it feels like -2, it is -2.

Big Thread

I dyed some string. Big Thread.

I lost myself in the deep pool of thought again.

Now free, this one has become it's own deep pool of thought.

I tied it to a tree. 

Been a bit distracted, trying to find Michelle. She's been missing from my internet world since the 21st, which seems odd. Especially Facebook where I am used to seeing multiple posts per day. Maybe her computer died. But she has not called me and has not answered my emails or responded to phone calls. So I guess I am worried. Because I we love her.

when I have said all I can say

I get tired of most People.

But not cloth. Love is that. Love is the thing that keeps going. Asks for nothing in return. It is rare and not as common as it is made out to be. I think the word love is used too loosely. That is what is running through my mind this morning. With coffee. And no glasses. Suddenly I seem to be able to see without them. 

The stitched spirals are rather loose and random. That's enough. I will look for some indigo cloth to cover the back edge. If I don't have enough I will dye some. 

Acorns are dropping.