this morning, early, was some Looking
then across the road neighbor margie called, did i have an extra pair of glasses…she couldn't find her's and had looked everywhere and couldn't play her games on her phone. yes. i did.
and while listening to her morning thoughts, at her gate, i was looking down into the dirt and stones of the road and saw this. Metal. I think copper. But with lots of corrosion which i don't want to disturb. How amazing…this, a Pocket, Envelope, Pouch.
i looked at it this way.
the Earth Pouch is finished. It's in the shop. I love it a lot, very very soft.
the flap is Double Invisible Stitch, Invisible Basting as learned from Jude Hill….but because the silk noile is doubled, i could make it invisible from both sides. Glad i thought of it. I loved making this pouch.
and i think about the words of His Holiness, there on the wall, just to the right of the Morning Chair, from a long ago torn off cover of a buddhist publication…
"the suffering and happiness each of us experiences is a reflection of the distortion or clarity with which we view ourselves and the world"
how for so long i took exception to this, but continued thinking because i truly believe his is the most brilliant mind on the Planet, and in the last days, from a recurrent thought in the night, i may have found a key.
the thought: "This shouldn't be happening".
it's a Key. for me. Each of us lives from our own truths as we know them….so it's just a key for me. But for me, it's golden.
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