and it has held.
a lot of times, i get these flashes, floods of understanding, of some new sense of equilibrium
and then, they fade. they most often DO return, but it takes time. This time, tho, it is remaining and remaining steady. again, i am gratefull to Irene for finding the exact words, the exact arrangement that created this.
so, i am weaving things together. selves, doings. everyday i split more wood and stack it. there is a good rhythm to that. last week, as i had mentioned, i made a Friend. Tawanna. she came. we spent the afternoon. some outside, talking about the land, the plant people. some in the house and then, most on the porch. sitting. i gave her the top step. and we just talked. as Margaret said, in the last post, there were many familiarities/similarities. it is enough for now. i have sailed it out into the Universe. letting it drift now. what wants to happen will.
the Diaries Cloth: i basted on a piece of raw silk noile to the back. i wanted to feel the needle going through both pieces. one wasn't right.
then, as posted in SEW, some details, finally
somewhere, i think in a comment, i said something about learning about being literal and more free, abstract………..well, today i struggled with that. the first of the little lizards. and it took pretty much all day, in between the wood work and then, making donuts of all things, but, really was the Center of the day……..i think i was NOT successful. but i'll give it some time.
i should have had a contest or something so see if anyone could guess what this is….but i'm not much for that, so i'll just tell you. it's my lizards here. the ones with the blue tails, bellys and throats. but it kinda caught me up in detail and it looks maybe more like a long tailed mammal? well, i'll look again in the morning.
and then, i stitched down some on one of the outer rim butterflies…that i am hoping will draw everything IN. this was as i'd envisioned it
it's SunDay night. i am thinking about Jude being incomunicado (sp) for some days. what would that be like, i am asking self….if i were just on my own.
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