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through these long days of Rain and grief,   the Blanket of Spirals  has remained….there….ahead of where i am at the Everything Table.   Hoilding.    Holding all the Goodness.   Keeping it.    Saying…….    here.  for you.   when you're ready.  

on the bench across,   all the X Large Ziplocks   of scraps and over on the end of the bed,  same.   Right next to me,  the smaller bags of kept pieces.   Everything here,   as if i was still sewing any minute

 but i didn't   and i don't know why but i  didn't.    Today,   tho it was still ALL RAIN,   i       feel    them.   

 

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  1. Marti Avatar
    Marti

    Cloth waits and when it needs to, it also nudges: Your spirals hold, wait, and maybe, nudge you in a gentle way, understanding that when you are ready to return to them, you will.
    For me, this bit of nudging: I am immersed in Irish myths and deep reading and when I finished re-reading, John O’Donohue’s, Walking in Wonder, I needed to recreate the landscape of bog land, of granite, of Connemara so off I went; pinning together many dyed scraps of mine, rusty bits, dark bits, striated markings, choosing my thin cured apple branch on which to hang the completed cloth. BUT I did not put a single thread to needle, nor did I stitch on this cloth. This cloth has sat in my reed basket until last night. Last night I took it out and realized that I needed to change it, lighten it up, change the backdrop cloth from its dark gray and rusty markings to something lighter; something that speaks of the incredible light that covers the Connemara landscape. . It just so happened that I had an old cloth, made a couple of years ago when I was playing around with using steel wool strands to create a sort of pebbly print. Before I knew it, the cloth had been re-pinned and I even stitched a bit until I got too tired; stitching will continue this weekend.
    I write a lot of how cloth speaks to me, tells me how I can translate the vision in my head and heart, to cloth and thread. Still, there are times when I also push it a bit and when I do, everything stalls until I settle down, quiet myself and really listen…

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  2. Jude Avatar
    Jude

    Maybe a few stitches, or maybe not.

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  3. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    i’m making a pillow case.

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  4. grace Forrest Avatar
    grace Forrest

    pushing it…yes, stalls. the perfect word

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  5. Laura Avatar
    Laura

    I want so badly to quiet myself.
    I do need to sew a couple of pillowcases for the little feather pillow that I gave to my Daughter for her travels.

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