Spirit Cloth

Lighten up

Problem: Can't see out the window without standing up.

Solution: Stand up.

The days are sunny. Not really warm but the sun hits this side of the house with mighty force and there is a kind of passive solar effect.  I realize that might have been a plan, how the house was oriented and built with such small windows. I realize maybe, also, maybe not. But it is as it is. Warmer.

There was a small sunny spot to sit for a while, in this room filled with scraps of self. It was enough to busy myself with a stray self. Just being aware how good it feels. To sew in the sunlight.  In managing the layers, I cut from the back of my new "self", to make myself lighter and ended up with a smaller leftover self I hadn't even considered as being there. It was cut from the background cloth and I simply used it to correct or accentuate the lean of the new self. Used it as a patch. You might not even notice. But I know it's there.

Then whispered to myself, nothing has been wasted. There were more scraps from earlier trimming so I went ahead yes, and added those as well. We change but we don't disappear. We rearrange.

There are a lot of ants here. I am working on a way to divert their attention. 

Just Do Something

Just sitting idle, focusing how hard it is to get started is a sure fire way not to get started. Yesterday I sat around tangled up in that. I went back to nine, which , because I have come back to it so many times, has become a circle. Imagine that. I use Nine to find a way.  I begin with a square. Probably we all have something we love. Start there. Love is a seed.

This morning I sketched this. I thought I can stitch this. One square in the middle that can be lifted up like a page. Actually I could put a few layers, like a little book in the middle. Actually this could work with paper too. Actually, that might be a great class. Cloth to Paper. I can get so easily ahead of myself by Thought Catching. That used to confuse me but not anymore. It just leaves me floating in a sea of possibility, and a sea can be like a liquid basket. Evolutionary. I miss the sea honestly. But floating helps.