this is what can happen when i get to stay home three days in a row
will see how this feels as the day goes along. it all began by really looking at that "room" where "things get born", the one with the ghost/spirit butterfly from yesterday. and began there by snipping away the crooked stitching. which i will replace in a minute. but then, still thinking about what that room IS, there came an urge for another Eye. ok.
then quite suddenly, but maybe not really at all, the urge to just see what things look like without those two vertical pieces, followed by the beautiful piece that i love but it all of a sudden just stood away from the rest. gone.
then...the beautiful lace piece, under the woman, that connected so perfectly to the dark line in the Arlee cloth, the magnificant square above it. snip snip snip.
so, now i am staring at it thinking that it is becoming a Forever Cloth. that i will NEVER finish it even to some point where i will be able to let it rest for a long time. i have referred to it as the Cloth of Next. having meant that it is where i've gotten to, before continuing on to what's next in my life. and maybe i just misunderstood. maybe IT is what's next. and next and next and next.
AND i wish i could learn how to put this in the side of this blog, that the lizard at the center top of this cloth is a Jude Hill, was gifted to me at a point when the encouragement was critical. it is NOT my lizard.