Disclosure of Cloth and Self

This is something I’m not comfortable doing. Documenting the entire process of cloth. Maybe because there are so many awkward stages that I don’t want others to see. And does that reek of ego or what? But again–and again–I have to remind myself of several things. First, this blog is my bread crumb path. And if I fail to strew the crumbs , I might not find my way back. Secondly, I have to remind myself this is simply how cloth develops for me.

But here’s what I need to remind myself, again. It doesn’t matter if it didn’t work. What matters is that I recognized it and fine-tuned it. And THIS is what is paralleling my life right now. Recognizing things. Without flinching. Throwing out all feelings of “should.” If it doesn’t feel right, it probably isn’t. For me, at least. And when it’s necessary, sometimes this has to be expressed. Not always, but always, at least, to myself.

My posts have become shorter because of this, I think. Because in the past I felt as though I had to say something important. Something that resonated with the hopefully acquired semblance of wisdom of 65 years. I can’t even re-read this without laughing. Because. Because, perhaps the only thing worth saying is that right now, right here, this is simply where it’s at. How I am. How the cloth is. That’s all. And really–so what?

Healing Intentions

I have a dear friend in need of healing energies. A dear friend. And I believe in the power of intention. If you are so inclined, please focus on this image with the intention that healing energies will flow towards her. Your intention will know where to go! With blessings. . . .

Stepping Up

For months and months I have been hanging out at various fabric artists’  blog sites–sometimes leaving comments but generally just viewing from afar.  And for several months I have been taking what can only be described as a journey through cloth–and in to self– with the fabric artist Jude Hill at http://spiritcloth.typepad.com.   So now it’s time.  Time  to share.  Time to give back, in a sense, to the community of cloth at large.  Time to reach out and probably time to sometimes ask for help.    But like so much we encounter in life, things are often not as they seem.   So I’m beginning this process having no idea where it will lead but ready to “follow thread” nevertheless.

It has often occurred to me that working with cloth is, in many ways, a metaphor for life.   Perhaps the process of blogging will be the same.  It feels like a commitment to self, a commitment to record the moments in between what we generally call the “big things” that happen.   Those little moments that actually define the warp and the weft of our existence.   I’m guessing that process and perseverance in blogging, as in the creation and re-purposing of cloth, are two elements of equal importance.    So I will proceed now with the intention to continue–remembering the lines of the I Ching:  Perseverance furthers.