it's early. i have another hour or so to stitch but i want to go out, right away and do things Out There.
so here we are. she has ankles and feet. a forearm, wrist and hand with place for fingers to be stitched around the flag. flag stick being a Salt Cedar twig which is ok because this one will be staying here. there are a lot of feelings going on with this stitching today. i am all uhhhh, emotional about it. and am just letting that be. without putting words to it. just feeling it. being washed in it.
the other morning i woke what would be "late" for me. it was already Light. and i was gifted somehow by just being STILL in that second of rising to awareness. i did not immediately "Begin".
i was just for that second, aware. there was a very soft ribbon of wind coming in the window, skimming the top of my head. it was exquisite. the temperature of it was perfect…cool and singular, as if it could be seen. a breeze. a ribbon of air in my hair on the pillow. and it brought a very brief sense of Well Being. it brought the understanding that there was absolutely nothing
to Want.
That so much that has been given…to me….for whatever reason. and that the greatest thing that i can possibly do is Understand that and Love that, and try to live that understanding and that love.
so…i hold that beatiful moment close and as i do these days since, i try to carry it in my forehead, between my eyes. often, i will stop and readjust it, closing my eyes, remembering. now, it's a memory of something, so not quite it. but if i do this enough, maybe it will come back.
windthread 
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