Spirit Cloth

And here we are...

... and 9 I was awake at 2 AM anyway. Suddenly, upload speed. Read more →

Protection

I was going to talk today but I feel quiet. Thinking about holding and being held. The idea of amulet and talisman and the history of fear and power. How much of life is shaped by our sense of them.... Read more →

Adding Space.

Space. Funny how, for me, the concept, or even the word Space, conjures something big. Or at least bigger than what was previously considered. Even though space could be small. These new squares are larger. 3 x the size of... Read more →

Snow and then some

We did get snow. Expecting more today. He is watching me fill the feeders. I'm off to the market and then I will stack wood on the porch. I've not been feeling well. I'm doing an apple cider vinegar fast... Read more →

Old Friends and New Friends

Today is warmer but after some chill, new furrry fellows have begun visiting for breakfast. This is Bob. He is quite young. Fred, well I haven't seen Fred, maybe he has moved on. Whenever I make squirrel friends, I think... Read more →

A little journey in December

Safe

Throughout this project, the Magic Feather project, I keep reminding myself what an honor it is to hold the wishes of others. What a difficult thing it is to be a parent (or even a good friend) then. How frightening... Read more →

Soul-o is home

Cold moving in again. The fresh wood stacked by the fire (and this cloth) seems like home I think. Nice and warm with a tad of forest. Fear subsiding. Ate from my hand today. Gifts have been exchanged. It's gong... Read more →

The nature of the Cloth, Beast and Sense

This morning, a side trip, another little Catchwork in process. A nine lives patch to celebrate the arrival and nurturing of Soul-o. Because it gives me joy to stitch a simple little thing. To celebrate another simple thing. The nature... Read more →

reConsidering Reach

When Wendy Golden-Levitt first reached out to me, well, it was like I became frozen in time for a moment. Lost in a feeling so new. Or maybe so far back I didn't quite remember. She shared a little story... Read more →