windthread

i draw when there's an   urge.   when i want or need to show my Self something.   

that came about yesterday and i looked over to my left where all the above is deep within the basket on the bench next to me,  intermingled with  cards  and letters from people,  Deb L's dirty threads,  the two ziplocks of loved small scraps,  a jar of sewing needles and more.   I like it this way,  all together.   but when i thought to draw,   setting aside the drawing board,  hardbound drawing notebook,  2 calendars and the seed catalog  that rests on top the basket and then poking around to find what to draw On,   seemed a lot.   I thought…i'll do it in a minute.   
But then, never did.   That happens.  is not uncommon.   so.    i found this box,  the third of 3 i got for the kids and their art materials.   cleared off the table in front of me.   That last request of Metta…may you live with ease.     For drawing…drawing where mind, heart hand and eye come together

I'd like the drawing to become like the meditation is….just…..living.    Just life.   We'll see.