i'd taken the Bags of cloth to that back room i think when trying to organize before the Thanksgiving Visit.? maybe it was before?, but i don't know why? They have been back there, a part of that disarray. and there, they were incommunicado. today, CatherinE's post on her blog gemtactics.wordpress . Consolation cloths.
she went "to look at the cloth. It felt friendly and consoling. It doesn't really care if I use it, make something from it, or just let it sit around"
and my heart broke loose
i don't know how many times i have read these words today since this morning. I have written them into the stenographers notebook and on an index card that sits now to my left here at this EveningTable . I want to memorize them. i want them suspended in the Air like a banner of some kind. They are unbelievably incredibly TRUe. i went back there and brought out 3 of the bags, emptied one out. Yes. true. In the midst of the everything, this is true and i am consoled. Like when Cynthia says….Gentle Day. it's just love. so pure and plain and powerful.
tomorrow i'll bring them all Out. We can be together again.
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