windthread

what i was wanting to say yesterday,  using the word groping and then groping Everywhere….

i am making Self wide open for this….reminding self over and over that i need to be wide open to it to be able to see that the threads,  the SIGNS are everywhere.  An example is the pic that the NYT chose to print yesterday of the President of America and his wife standing with the President and First Lady of Norway….this,  a SIGN.  At first i just saw the figure of Melania Trump.  Stiff.  I tried to enlarge it to see more closely her facial expression,  but couldn't quite.  and i realized i was seeing something else too.  so i just stared at the pic….the posture of all 4 persons individually,  and then together at some important moment in the world playing out.   Just before seeing this,  i'd talked to daughter about how her son,  my grandson,  has really become a Butterfly in the last year and how chances of that happening 2 years ago seemed almost totally out of reach 

and then this pic in the morning news,  looking closely,  long,  i saw that the woman of Norway was wearing a dress of butterfly print,  how she was animated and leaning into.   and then i saw that there was a butterfly on the woman of America's Belt Buckle as she stood,  stiff.  frozen looking.

Signs….one after the other  and this is just a single example of how those Signs are offering up if i can catch them,  if i am open to them,  Signs to Hold me,  to keep me moving toward the LIFE that is wanting to survive and thrive in these dark days for the world,  dark days led by the President of this America,  dark days that we cannot go numb to.

and then the walking with the 3 other female beings of this Hill,  the little one,  not being able to get enough of the wild berries that line that road in profusion,  her face purplered from their juice,  her mother's fingers.   and going INTO the water and the wonder FULL woman coming up, pedaling,  not shy,  making me think that this is something she does often.  How she presented herSelf by just doing what she'd turned in to do…cool off by kneeling and gathering water in her hat,  leaning down,  pouring it slowly over her head,  smoothing back her hair from her face,  leaning down again and then again,  pouring water that ran down on her shoulders.  A woman  i think i'd like to know…that being a Sign too,  of the kind of person i would like to know…be friends with.   another kind of ecotone…a Free woman and the woman who walks with her root threads trailing along from her feet…touching edges for just moments 

and we saw a tree that was particularly decorated with Oak Galls and i took one to bring back,  cutting into it and seeing how the wasps had tunneled out when they were ready,  something lit in my brain about oak galls and i googled on this beloved machine here and yes, sure enough i was remembering right…great dye makers,  oak galls.  Sign.

there is another Sign….a truly amazing one,  Next.  about what happened with the stalk of  Red Aztec Spinach,  but that has its own pic.  So, later.

addendum:  and one more Sign….all coming withing moments,  The BEAUTY FULL butterfly that Deb G stitched…how she looked,  and captured the Spirit of it so Care Full y on her patch