no matter what, Beauty continues…keeps on keepin on.
crab apple with praying mantis egg case
the most soft, sweet, beauty Full socks i have ever had in my entire life. made by the hands of Deb Gorr. i think they will be my california dreamin socks. i gave the sciatic leg the special one.
this is directly related with Whispering Hearts. it is not a heart in itself, but is from the heart. from somewhere of heart that i don't even really know. part of a larger but small scrap that was just pinned on…then stitched on at the top, the rest flapping and then snipped to become a very small scrap. all these incarnations on different days for no reason. just from urges as i was invisible basting, invisible basting, invisible basting ~ then, watching and listening to Whispering Hearts this morning i have suddenly been completely taken with this scrap, loving this scrap, taking such care of this scrap by adding threads that will marry it into the cloth beneath, so it will be a forever there scrap. i don't know why.
but it has something to do with the work of continuing. with Japan. with the japanese people who are beginning now to face the work of continuing.
all that, has caused me to do some interesting work…mostly at night while i am dreaming. and it's really too much to put here, but just to say, that it might have to do with being a soul that came into this plane with a "contract" of Continuing. choosing birth to a mother who, i am thinking, on a constant basis, was afraid. who taught me how to live with her fear and in being raised up inside that fear, developed a habit myself of "You Never Know". but coming with a contract to learn and develop Continuing, i have had to work at balancing those two dynamics. it has given me an interesting life. what does this have to do with cloth, we might be wondering?
Everything.
and it's the format of Jude's Whispering that i am loving as an incredible tool to hone and fine tune everything so far and find ways to continue that are loving and energized and of good use to my beloved planet, even in the face of You Never Know.

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