just came in. Out there it's getting crunchy….things drying and crunching underfoot while still giving water and my ear lobe itched again so i scratched off the scab and bled down my neck. I pulled the Mean grass while i watched the water flow. Muddy. Looking, it's coming to the Grand Finale. and i thought about how some are making plans of ways to continue through the cold months. I have entertained that off and on, have Eliot Coleman's Four Season Harvest, but really…i am way ok with it being done with for now. It is Enough. We worked so hard, me and the Plant People. Some "success", some "failure", but now…there is coming On the day dreaming of
Next Year. What we can do different, what we can do "better" and i just pushed my hair back from a sweaty brow and some dried leaves and a grasshopper flipped off.
so that brings me here. Off and On. With a LOT of just looking. Thinking about Patricia's comment yesterday. I changed the BLUE from whence She comes, where She "lives", this Breather. It's ok now. Good enough. There was a short lived urge to totally change that cloth, but it's some how Important that it be as it is. Which is the "other" side of a piece from the Thrift Shop. The "front" a rather ordinary pattern. It was a blouse.
and i put back the purple/green that Mo mentioned. Yes. ok. she's right.
and going to Patricia's comment, well…..
Off and on i have played with the thought of creating a new mythology. Creating a singular and personal mythology. And not just me, but that we All could do that if it made sense to us. So looking at this cloth, That's what i think i am trying to go toward. My origin, my "Home" for this would be the Jungian system of Archetypes. You can type that into Google and read a pretty much good bunch of words about this. And my sense of cosmology seeds in the sense of the Feminine. But i am not looking for the archetype of the Mother at this point in my life. Some Thing different entirely. I am looking for something about Just Going. and so, i think, The Breather.
When i imagine self, any self, standing on any horizon with any animal being, and saying the words…..Breathe me. Breathe Us. I imagine some Entity "hearing", sensing NEED and appearing in response. It's not a request to FIX anything. To make anything different. Simply a Call Out to Breathe me/Breathe with me. Support me, from millenium of living things, to
Breathe my breath. With me. In. Out. In. Out.
So i could call Her The Breather. Or i could call her Just Going.
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