Spirit Cloth

Remedy

Still Packing.

At first just packing, to be ready.

Now, more focused. What's needed?

This jar on the mantle, from the 70s. I used an illustration for a label. It used to be a container for an herb concoction. I was almost obsessed with herbal remedies back then. The contents were always different, and as time passed, never labeled. The only thing it says is TRY THIS.

listen to the Studio Cricket

And yes, there are even tack holes on the mantle. I actually heard the buyer exclaim that, with some sort of joy. That's actually why , even though there was already a reasonable offer on this place, I decided to accept theirs and wait for what seemed like an eternity for them to pull their act together. 

The quilt I am mending has a lot more needed work than imagined. Here is a wishing star that has seen better days, and even though it is falling apart, it can be repaired to look like new. Still, I like how what's almost not there still gives it form.  It's almost whispering "...try this, it might be good enough..."

And yes, we found a place.  It's not what we dreamed of, but it will do.

Vision

I'm mending this quilt again, so I can wash it and pack it.

I never did finish the eyes on some of the cat blocks.

Again I am reminded that I need new eyes.

And the older less "art" driven cloths are my favorites.

Because they were just blankets.

Joy is a simple thing.

Simply still here

Finding comfort in simple things.

Like just being here.

Still.

A little path-work.

Trying not to clutter my mind with more than just being.

The window cross, the thing that stands combined with the thing that moves through... again... stitched with magic thread, the magic, a reminder of how things appear and disappear. The form it takes, how we simply bear witness to that, until we are that.

A new post in small cloth, thought catching later.