i am here in First Light with thoughts, with those final pages of the book, again and again and
with cloth all over the Table and small scraps that i pick up and hold and am in the Company of and i stitched these two together just to see how it felt
i will keep trying to say it. over and over. until i can find the words that Tell how it is…..how as i do this
quilt
i most love that each piece of cloth is here, in its own unadorned way. Just it. no more, no less. and how i so love this, to have them this way, themSelves
and again, i can't find a way to say this. So…maybe another time.
AND
i want to say about the book….Earth Grief…. If Things are weighing heavy on you already, i would not necessarily start reading. it is not …. well….it's hard. and when you get to the End, it is just the beginning of the work, this Earth Grief.
holding this scrap helps with the
work.
windthread 
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