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the last cloth  before i decided not to make anymore cloths.   It wasn't even really a Cloth…just a scrap,  in its natural form with a square sewed on,  with an Eye drawn….with the question…..What is under the sqaure?   and i tried to …uhhhh….DO someThing,  by adding ribbons of Deb's Thread.   but no.   No more cloth i said.

 


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and then…These.   Out of  "nowhere".   That one on the upper right,  i finished this morning.   Keeping two aside for when/if i make myself a blanket.    

 wondering about them,  but i watched self tracking the rectangles and they spiraled around the square according to Faith AiryCat's Map .   As i sew,  i track them.   As i pin them on the "wall cloth",  i see again,   the mapping,  the sequences of each that match the sequences of any other

yesterday i remembered NLP.   Neurolinguistic Programing.   My oh so belov~ed Margery Burke Price and i took the train to Chicago for the workshops.    Richard Bandler and John Grinder in the 1970's

a long time ago.   I google NLP   just touch the surface  " of the world that they learn through sensory experiences.

    NLP tries to detect and modify unconscious biases or limitations of an individual's map of the world.  of the world they learn through sensory experiences."    Medical News Today  Timothy J. Legg  Aaron Kandals   2017       There's so much more,  but that's enough in the moment.      Map.   the individual's Map of the world.   and then

Mo comments with word that Stephen Harrod Buhner has a new book:   Earth Grief:  the journey into and through ecological loss

i have mentioned off and on over the years his book    Plant Intelligence and the Imaginal Realm   into the dreaming of Earth 

and now

this.   Earth Grief.     I go look and i am so beyond HAPPY.    Everything begins to make sense.   Grief.   DEEP.  DEEP.  GRIEF.

this i have.  this i wake to each morning.  This all the "News" relates to.   This deep deep deep GRIEF.   

is it 

depressing?

no.   there was happiness.   Grief is Grief,  fully felt,  like love,  it think.   Maybe Grief IS love.

 there is a small green knob the size of a marble on the Kuri Squash vine.   All these months of   faithful watering,  many blossoms that came to naught.              and    This morning,   a flock of Geese….called a 

skein

flew and called    high overhead.

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17 responses to “clearer”

  1. Liz A Avatar

    I am loving your log cabins … and then I woke up this morning wondering if there is a way to do a circular log cabin construction … to make moon halos for my bed cloth
    and the geese calling … which makes me wonder when the Sandhill Cranes will return to Texas

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  2. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Shifts of season, shifts of how we SEE and I look at your log cabin patches and marvel at how so much has changed with your cloth but then again, not really, for you go deep in how you see and create cloth, what you need, how you use it to speak of life and connection…
    Expanding and contracting, the world, our thoughts and gut feelings about our place in it all. While I find myself quietly doing what I have done for so many years, it is done at a much slower pace these days. I still sometimes forage,dye and bundle cloth, sometimes is the key word.The shift that has come has more to do with the stilling of self in order to maintain while so much is beyond my understanding of the way of the world these days…
    The shift has also come in the form of less is more, not needing to make large cloths. In point of fact, knowing that I have a limited amount of dyed cloth to work with is just fine. Recently, I took apart my larger cloth, the one that I pinned a while ago, the one I called, Holding Center. All of the many dyed pieces, small pieces, were place in my basket where I would take them all out, remembering where I foraged for the materials that made the color and markings.
    Yesterday afternoon, I began to pin a much smaller cloth with the pieces and put other pieces back into my basket of cloth. As I pinned, a word kept rolling around in my head, Feel…and I realized more strongly than ever, that cloth for me is alive, tells a story but more often than not, simply responds to what presents enabling my hand to connect with my heart and mind, to hold center…

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  3. Deb G Avatar

    They are beautiful together and yes, grief as love.

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  4. Mo Crow Avatar

    (((Grace))) finished reading Earth Grief yesterday, it’s a book that every person with a heart should read over and over as we are here, right now dealing with climate change and all the mending that needs doing for our beautiful broken world

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  5. Jude Avatar

    Maybe it all comes back to love.

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  6. Peggy McG Avatar
    Peggy McG

    Oh that Eye! So knowing! I have been watching the eye of Hurricane Ian, as I am in Florida, Clearwater to be exact. Came down on Sunday, plans made way before the storm had developed. Evacuated to a friends home as all mobile home parks must leave. They have levels of who leaves first. Mobile home parks and coastal people first. Her home is in Clearwater too, but in a zone that may not need to actually evacuate. So interesting to see your cloths who have been pieced in a square circle way.. with colors that reflect the wind levels around the hurricanes eye!!

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  7. CatherinE Avatar

    The two photos show your journey – a short one really, timewise – yet so dramatic in insight and coloration. Buhner’s subtitle seems to apply and also this feeling of “shift.” The repetitive spiralling of the pattern seems helpful to resolve some feeling, maybe it is the process of transforming grief into love.

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  8. Nancy Avatar

    Gosh these are pretty and look pretty all together like this. Just the uplift I needed tonight.

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  9. grace Forrest Avatar

    Kurt Vonnegut so it seems

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  10. grace Forrest Avatar

    to resolve Place in it?

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  11. grace Forrest Avatar

    they came. like clockwork. October 15th overhead in
    Polvadera New Mex. like clockwork. Maybe you will
    be there

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  12. grace Forrest Avatar

    to
    maintain.
    i think it’s this. to maintain in the midst of insanity.

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  13. grace Forrest Avatar

    i think so. i think so for sure. Grief/Love

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  14. grace Forrest Avatar

    arrives Saturday. i am in deep gratitude to you for
    telling me of it. i wouldn’t have known.

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  15. grace Forrest Avatar

    Love is so big, so complex, has so many faces and forms is soft is hard is beauty Full is not. Love is Big

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  16. grace Forrest Avatar

    peggy…eeeeeee…..i watch news of that….
    all “weather” has become MY weather am watching.
    Stay Safe. Stay Safe.

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