Spirit Cloth

the Spirit of Determination

But staying light.

I couldn't get to the post for Thought Catching yesterday.  But I kept at it.  It's here.  

 

I have just noticed that the sewing chair has worn thin.

There are always patches.

The Art of Going

Is confusion not knowing?  Or is it a softness that comes to protect you from knowing. A cloud to rest in.

I don't think there is any better way to teach but by example.

That is how we teach ourselves. 

If we are lucky, it doesn't take too much time to realize that knowing is an obstacle to that.

 

 

I flipped solstice over. Took the background out so I could look through.  Solstice past and solstice present.  And I can imagine solstice future very clearly. It is formless. A dream.  And I can't wait to see.

And just like that, I realized that Patchwork in Perspective has suddenly taken on an evolutionary aspect. I need words, but they shall come, in time.

Today we drive to a house by the sea.

Who knows?

I carry my cloud with me. A temporary Coma.

 

Whoosh Revisited

Hello. Again.

The only picture I thought to take...

I stitched a bit on a cloth after returning home. Home? Mostly because I was too tired to sleep. You know.

Right now I am considering pillow.  I need a place to rest.  Some of the velvet from Mom's wedding dress is patched into this one. A soft spot.  She was always one to say relax, think positive and everything works out...

I'm talking about about that in class today.  Keeping at it...with thoughts of letting it move through...

And yes, I will continue with part 2. Maybe with a bit more space between patches.