April 14th 2015
I continue down the magic bean road. And realize this cloth is really done. Except for the little bit of time I need to go through it all. To sprinkle it with a sense of going, how it went and how it might go. Making promises to it. Letting it hold promise. All the while I am letting it slow something in my mind. Testing it. Trying to put that in the cloth before it leaves. A sense of calm. An important usefulness.
I try to imagine all that has happened since I began. Not just for me but for others. How this cloth spans time. Holds that. Real-time.
There is no fire today. It is warm enough.