so….for a moment, i'll just give it to the Cloth. the Cloth making. i can see her…the palm of one hand upturned, receiving those blue beads of Karma.
and looking…..looking at why i put her so close to the edge. at first, the figure was centered. but i changed that. at the time, watched self doing that but chose not to think about Why. just did it.
now i look. Why? and there is a whole other side there that hasn't appeared. hasn't made itself known yet. maybe today.
Good conversations here this month at windthread: it is hard for me, when I am away in Grammieland to come daily so I usually read several postings in one fell swoop: As I continue down the road of life,soon to be 66 next month, the intense urge to strip down to the marrow, has lessened considerably. I don’t go in too deeply because there is a level of contentment that has come with acknowledging the days,the good and the hassles, the joys and the sorrow…aging has taught me to stay open to it all and in so doing, when the unexpected gifts of joy, love, sharing, caring come, it balances all the rest… nothing profound here, just the way I live my life
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oh Marti. if you only could know the soothing balm of these words.
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I love the vertical movement at the moment of the cloth beneath her face…keep examining it with a magnifying glass…yummy…do those lines contain secrets yet to be revealed ? Well, I’m sure they do and so we must wait as you birth her in front of our very own eyes. Hope you can truly put aside the goat issue (I know how hard it is) for the moment and just get lost in the soul of HER.
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Ia there any way you could send me a copy (even just a Xeroc of that tangled rag photograph? I would so love to put it up where I can see it every day…? If yes-how much might I offer you for your vision, effort and the postage? Guesstimate. If no, OK.
‘She’ is so organically potent just as is, and so, I think her potential is equally potent. Since the potency comes through you, all decisions you make will be that potential made manifest.
Keep the faith.
Sail on!
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i like her near the edge
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something just happened with that…
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maybe it’s lessened because you have always lived close
to the marrow since i’ve known you?
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i can. get lost in the Cloth. i can.
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Michelle…i’ll send a copy from my kind of not great
printer…it’s the best i can do. i’m glad you like it
this much. i do too…xoxo
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again, reading back in time, I see her as standing near the edge, not in the centre as she is part-you and therefore: you are looking at ‘it all’ from a slight distance
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a privilege to see her story unfold, holding my breath!
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