Spirit Cloth

The storm moved through

Just one more...

Here. What moves through. How it cuts, erases, changes, even embellishes. How it is also contained. By both inside and outside,like a dream. I suppose "home" is the thing that stands, has been standing here in so many posts. Home is a place but also a sense of place. Maybe even the sense of ownership of space that home provides. I'm thinking so fluidly this morning. It all seems just a sense of something.  How my sense of so many things has changed.

You know, how you know it's over even before it's over. Which is really just going. Continuing. With a sense of something. And how long it takes is not important.  It's not emotional, it is how it is. From your perspective.

I will work on Mo's pennant now. Although I do like it like this. It's ghostly form. Maybe love is simply a sense of something.

It rained all night. Gently. Eventually it stopped.

Eventually the sun will come out.

 

Considering What Is as the Path to Change

Change can seem abrupt.

But it's not, the edge of it stretches right into what is and out the other side.

Design Mending. It's life.

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There's a for sale sign at the edge of the property and another at the head of the private road/driveway. I see it every time I look out. Seems like everything has changed, but really it's pretty much the same. Which is to say, everything has changed.

I was going to say I'll be away, but really I'm still where I am. Wherever that is. Summer has passed for now and there is a fire burning. Not spending too much time online, hope you are all fine.

I'm going to go and stitch this down. I like it.

 

Love needs Transparency

And so sew , it begins.

A little bit of a rocky beginning but love is not about easy.

Mo's pennant project, coming along...

I stitched a piece of old Japanese silk to the pennant. Stitched around the edge and then across here and there  to stabilize.  Then I cut away two sections. Leaving a bit of a skeleton. The old  cloth supports another old cloth. One softening the other. And I felt a sense of transparency was good here. Love  needs that.   I will use very sheer cloth to complete this.  To make sure the light continues to move through.