there's a basket of oh so small scraps behind me, on the shelf under the window. And i reach back and pull up small pieces and place them, around this drawing thing and the deep satisfaction of this.
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12 responses to “how cloth is so Beauty Full”
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love seeing the gentle power coming through of the spirits of place living on The Hill
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I’m in love with that gorgeous gold color at the upper left edge and has the being become a cloth protector?
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Such a wonderful small moment…
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Are these scraps from storage or were they at hand?
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Beauty speaking
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Sometimes a pile of cloth is enough
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it’s what i am trying to be OPEN to
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she just shows me how
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yes. a moment. no more. FAST and then over
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at hand. I have some cloth here. These small pieces in
a small basket on the Altar ledgeLikeLike
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i am so trying to listen
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it is. I see mySelf someday just sitting on the floor, scraps around, a pencil, and like that flannel board thing, just moving them around. Over and over. Just moving them
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