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a Lot of time spent looking here,  touching,  looking.  How to use a piece of Cloth that is in its Self enough.  If i made clothing,  it could be the centerpiece.  If i made pillows,  then too.  For a curtain, yes.  But i don't need clothing, pillows or curtains.  and so.   How does it become a story?, because that's what i do.  Cloth stories.    I wait.  looking.  waiting.  Hoping it will tell me something.  But, maybe it won't.  ok, then.

 

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i hauled both scrap feed and manure from the Doe Barn.  Some wheelbarrows full.  Still January.  There's time.

 

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these are the sticks that i set into the fencing and splay over this raised bed to keep the Dog out…and since they were taken out today,  She dumped a very adequate shit there.  I scooped it up and flung it,  saying NOT HERE!.  Does she understand?

 

and…Belonging.   Thinking about how i would introduce myself,  in particular to the two new farm blogs,  i heard self saying   …………..   "i belong to an international community of women who make things"

I belong.   I belong.  I do.  

I belong.

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21 responses to “Belonging…… to belong …… I belong”

  1. Julie Avatar

    you betcha
    Good thing Tay is not a retriever.

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  2. Michelle in NYC Avatar

    Yes you do, you do indeed. A part of the constantly spiraling circle of a community of makers and doers and just going beings. I for one am so glad of that, but you know I am. Meanwhile, may I venture to suggest that these important sticks might better be stored upright in the shelter or shed, or whatever it is where you store many valuable things for use in the out of doors. It wouldn’t hurt to protect them from whatever the whims of weather have in mind for February and March.

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  3. ² Avatar
    ²

    sure … you belong to a international community , you ARE part of it ….for a verry…verry…..long time … that’s who you ARE
    connect with the creaters love , so it IS .
    so am i .

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  4. faun bonewits Avatar

    yes you do
    you are so better at Being
    than I am.
    It took much courage to talk to you
    not because of you~
    but because i don’t feel much of me belongs
    where I am its hard not to take that alien feeling
    on to the internet-.
    in this world of words and pictures
    there’s so much I relate to ,
    I want to be there sitting next to you
    & Jude & Judy & Amy & Cecile and so many others
    all around the world- we are so far apart,
    but in a way we are all together
    with a window into each other’s world
    right here in front of us.
    with stitches of thoughts of the world around us.
    we all share the sun, moon, air and stars
    not always at the same time
    they give us their gifts and pass our dreams
    to each other.
    I see the moon the moon sees me
    the moon sees someone that I want to see.
    dearest moon, give my love to Grace
    and wrap her in star light please.
    dear earth receive her foot steps
    and carry her lightly thru day.
    dear wind be a breeze and tickle her ear
    and sing to her and the goats softly .
    may she live in the sweetness of days.
    ❤ love & @}–}—– roses

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  5. debbie.weaver Avatar

    You do belong, we all belong to this big circle of makers around the world and it feels so good.

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  6. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Cloth maker, kind, aware, goat keeper, land steward, blue tailed lizard and spade foot toad lover, word giver, heart connector, all of these are who you are. The farm bloggers will be so happy to come to know you and how you see and hold the world…we all sure are!

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  7. cynthia Avatar
    cynthia

    yes you do..creator of story cloths..maker of goat worlds..and guardian of a variety of creatures…net weaver of airways..friend and seeker of truth and knowledge .. path forger..enjoy the adventure
    gentle day

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  8. Wendy @ the Late Start Studio Avatar

    I’ve spent a lot of time reading, catching up on goats and cloth and maybe, just maybe . . . chickens! The International Circle of Makers is a grand place to belong, we sit in our place around the globe with out hands busy and minds ruminating on nothing but what is appearing at our fingertips . . . and that piece of cloth . . . it looks like the land from the air to me . . . a map of sorts but I have maps on the brain right now.

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  9. Mo Crow Avatar

    Love the sense of belonging shared in this circle of cloth conjurors or ragmates as Yvette named us & conversely the sense of longing that shines with a blue light from your raft out in the desert, to quote Rebecca Solnit from “A Field Guide to Getting Lost”
    “For many years, I have been moved by the blue at the far edge of what can be seen, that color of horizons, of remote mountain ranges, of anything far away. The color of that distance is the color of an emotion, the color of solitude and of desire, the color of there seen from here, the color of where you are not. And the color of where you can never go. For the blue is not in the place those miles away at the horizon, but in the atmospheric distance between you and the mountains.
    We treat desire as a problem to be solved, address what desire is for and focus on that something and how to acquire it rather than on the nature and the sensation of desire, though often it is the distance between us and the object of desire that fills the space in between with the blue of longing. I wonder sometimes whether with a slight adjustment of perspective it could be cherished as a sensation on its own terms, since it is as inherent to the human condition as blue is to distance? If you can look across the distance without wanting to close it up, if you can own your longing in the same way that you own the beauty of that blue that can never be possessed? For something of this longing will, like the blue of distance, only be relocated, not assuaged, by acquisition and arrival, just as the mountains cease to be blue when you arrive among them and the blue instead tints the next beyond. Somewhere in this is the mystery of why tragedies are more beautiful than comedies and why we take a huge pleasure in the sadness of certain songs and stories. Something is always far away. The far seeps in even to the nearest. After all we hardly know our own depths.”

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  10. grace Avatar

    she LOVES long sticks…that’s what she was evaluating, but
    being a smart dog, gave it up and went back to Ball.

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  11. grace Avatar

    they only get more and more seasoned with Season. There is
    no destroying them.
    But it’s just temporary. Until i get all the Stuff added to
    that bed, then the will go back up, to remind Tay to go
    elsewhere.

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  12. grace Avatar

    so it IS.
    so are You.
    So is All of Us.

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  13. grace Avatar

    say the words, your own Metta, the Other way…
    dearest moon, give love to me, Faun
    and wrap me in star light please.
    dear earth receive my footsteps
    and carry me lightly through day.
    dear wind, be a breeze and tickle my ear
    and sing to me the that which i love softly
    May i live in the sweetness of days
    That was the hardest part of learning Metta…to begin with
    my Self.
    What you write here is exactly what i have been thinking and
    write about tonight…Friday eve…Exactly. We are all together with a Window.
    I love you very much and thank you for the Self that you
    bring here. Thank You.

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  14. grace Avatar

    we DO. and it’s not wishful thinking, it is more and more REAL.

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  15. grace Avatar

    yes, i love stuff, but no more than you do, or anyone else.
    I want it to be more that, the All of Us. I am just one
    part. There are so many.
    I just read at the farm blogs. Will be a lurker.

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  16. grace Avatar

    she says, as she learns to navigate such a new land. You
    give me so much, cynthia. and o so gentle a day, if it
    can be and if not in the moment, then one that was and one
    that will be…such BIG LOVE

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  17. grace Avatar

    broody hens, we are like broody hens
    and it is, a map of sorts, very much on the “of sorts” side

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  18. grace Avatar

    blueness
    bless~ed blueness

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  19. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    My comments had to do with the fact that I see you left comments on both farm blogs so I wanted to say that they will enjoy the exchanges. Very good of Nanette to send these links, I think you will get a lot out of them and that goes both ways.

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  20. grace Avatar

    i did. but just to identify self as a human being. I really
    intend to Lurk.
    particularly on Kitchensgarden.
    Maybe not so much on Ruit, but am thinking lurking might
    be really nice.

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  21. Nancy Avatar

    Wondering about belonging. Thinking about that.

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