i am so glad to have this Cloth. I used the Inktense Payne's Grey. Payne's Grey being "my color", along with Mars Violet from way back...using Oils to paint the masks of the fiber figures. This cloth took it as very blue. Bluer than i'd imagined, but it will be ok. somehow, more than ok. i just can't see that yet.
I woke this morning to face the grief. the LOSS. i wandered, wrote in the stenographers notebook all that came to mind and came away with two things. Both very simple. the first is that all we can do is the best we can. One moment to the next. The best each of us can....best to be defined only by the one doing their best. Moment to moment. We will see where this takes us. The second...for me. Orient. Each day. For me....this is early morning as Sun rises. To turn my face, literally, like a SunFlower will do. To turn my face and orient toward Goodness. Toward what Helps. Toward the Well Being of the Whole. That's it. Simple things. We will somehow make it through.
there is one Point of Bright Light. Neither Emrie or Brin have ever had a friend. Friend as Emrie describes it, "a real child". it's been something like 18 months? of Covid isolation for both of them. at 4 years, that being all either of them know. But she watches things on her Kindle. She knows, has known that there is a different way. Now....the result of Circumstance, they suddenly each have a real child. They have each other. Or, as my daughter Jenny and her cousin Sarah used to say....
theirchothers. for Emrie, it's a dream come true. For Brin, it might soften the Edge.
they Play. I say....T....we will do the best we can. We will.
