Spirit Cloth

between posts

I used to keep these short audio clips as notes to self, but hey.

Posting as it happens.

 

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Going and Hoping to Keep Track of That

I'm just all over the place. Where am I?

Today we will go to the sea.

Gaze out at the vastness and somehow renew the sense of OKness in that.

I pinned this wild thing over a section of Sanity. The biggest piece of Sanity on hand. I put it there to hold it still for a moment.  I will work on it later after dinner. Because I have thoughts. Mostly recurring thoughts about Tendency and the tenderness it contains. No matter what it ultimately results in. I think it holds the potential for forgiveness because of its link to natural order and how it might happen. Which is hard to embrace because it is so big.

And in this moment I consider the Tendency that I have to measure. And how measure is a kind of holding, long enough to gauge ones relationship to a thing. Measure is a common language, but at the same time might morph into a very personal math. But then might be useless without explanation if one has the desire to express self clearly.

Sanity is a grid based series and a kind of measure. Dividing vastness. A personal safety net to keep me from rocking too far inward.

Early Morning Walk

So here I am again.

Morning is my time. By the time evening comes I don't have the mind for posting.

Down from the sleep loft at sunrise. Did I mention I painted the stairs white? I see an interesting patchwork idea here.

Back up the stairs to get dressed a bit later. The Asparagus Fern is drawing. I see stitch idea here.

Out to garden at 7. A baby indigo leaf. Bruised where the deer knocked the bricks from the raised bed. There is blue in there. See? Baby Blue.

Making Space

It took a while. But it's gone. I'm feeling clear.