windthread

they are almost finished.   just some small stitches left to do.    Sat,  looking at them.   Looking at self.   How they somehow are contradictions to the things that Concern me so much….to warring among people,  to the relentlessness of that,  all the daily relentlessness of the unkindness,  the perpetuation of ignorance and UnWillingness….

so what's the deal,  grace? 

how is it that these Cloths are about Joy?    

because i BELIEVE    joy.   I Believe  what i am told,  shown,   day unto day by this Land….the coexisting here,  the Learning.   that holds such Beauty and Goodness.   that Flows from itsSelf  un ending into me and back into its self and then to me again   They are about what Wants to be….what CAN be  what is     Available       and to that i give allegiance.   Cloth is a language of that,  a Place i can go to understand the truth of that