it seemed so far away just the other day, but i look at the calendar and count the boxes and it is now SOON. SOON. till we again tilt toward the Light. How amazing. Tilting away then suddenly tilting toward.
so after a period of silence, we again have this. Why, one might wonder? There is Free Access all over this house for a mouse. But maybe it's some kind of Creativity? Instead of scampering around the corner, the choice is to chew through the wall board. Back to the Tin Mouse Live Trap. This is tiring.
I think of Andy Goldsworthy
WIND, like the wind that came yesterday and through the night, rearranges things. Chairs are overturned, rakes, hoes and shovels knocked down, large landscape pots over turned, the clothesline askew (forgot to take pic) and down low…Installations. Small gatherings of things that when i squat down, i feel as Stories. Tell me, i think.
and i seem to have gotten something lodged in my right nostril when throwing the Goat feed over the gate last eve. The beauty of the organism, body, has caused my nose to run constantly today, well, my right nostril. Left one is quietly normal. The right however, a constant flow. I can feel whatever it is…right "there, above where the nose flairs in the nose…a something. and i think what if it's a side oat grama seed? eeeeeee So there would be two scenarios…one that all that snot will soften it so i can blow or sneeze it out OR all that snot can moisten it so it will germinate and i will have a clump of Native Grass growing out of my nose????????????????
and i listened again twice to the On Being interview with Joy Laden. Hearing again the two words: Coherent World
i am fascinated with the still unpictured images that these two words suggest. Coherent World.
Coherent World.
maybe that is what i am always trying to find with the cloth making….or Make, with the cloth making? a Coherent World.
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