which includes BEAUTY
which includes what i feel as natural order
which includes
chaos.
but for now, this afternoon of a work away day, just this. Ready for the final stitches. It is Soft. It has Substance. it is Vibrant. Color. Texture. Cloth. I Love cloth. Cloth eases everything.
It does, it holds it all. That top piece holds the magic of the Aurora Borealis for me.
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Beautiful. It looks so soft and drapey: an object to be HELD. And then it closes and then it’s also an object to HOLD. Perfect.
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i’ve been flying past this cloth. looking for information on Fate. news of the on-goingness of that human situation. situation i’m holding to the light.
and so because this day requires thoughtfulness, i slowed down. clicked and double clicked. and just now–JUST NOW–noticing. the small figure on the back of Tay cloth. wild hair. arms reaching. below…the red road. or what could be a gentle creature’s mouth opening. colors of the desert. colors of the southwest. all so magically cohabiting. and this looking was a good reminder for me to look and see, even when i pretend i’m so busy. love you Grace.
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Tay and the Red Road….
yes…standing on the back of Tay…Tay who is the epitome
of unconditional Joy.
i love that it could be a gentle creature’s mouth opening
…i looked at that part many times and left it just it’s
Own way, and a gentle creature’s mouth opening
and i see the black/white “how it just is” piece this morning
as a serpent
and have been dreaming so differently, I was in an ocean, no land in sight and sitting in some kind of high chair and peddling it along with my feet, like a bicycle, and Gideon
was swimming next to, like a great golden Sea Dragon, but him also, bigger even than he is, a Great Golden Sea DragonGoat
and he was being playfully Rough, knocking over my little
peddle chair with huge waves from his diving down and rising
up, like a dolphin does, and he made me a little afraid sometimes but it was all ok and finally, there was a shoreline
ahead.
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it’s funny…the first night you “arrived” here, you
were in the dream
which was of All of Us and many more that are unknown Us’s,
men too, there was a huge gathering like hundreds
and kids and the kids had carelessly bent the fencing down
and a huge SOW had gotten out and all the men were chasing
her trying to get her back, but she was crazy happy to be
loose…a sow like Lupita in Milagro Bean Field War,
but back to you, you were young and all softly smiling, and
it was evident that you knew a lot of things
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and maybe why the dream of last night…mention of
Aurora Borealis
this Aurora Borealis cloth one of Deb Lacativa’s….
and why i so loved your latest sea stitching…it might
have allowed that dream….Lucky me
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I just had a good old visit by reading your last few posts. I haven not been here for a while, and my goodness you are going through a lot. It is so good that you are making and holding cloth. Nothing is more nurturing.
love you
x
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o…o bummer, Judy, that it’s now that you came by, when
everything is how no one might have imagined it. Who’dve
thought…?, any of this.
But…you can see how much i was loving what you Posted…
your life,
so uhhhh, so, well, like the Cloth you make
so much love back to you
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