The silk caused me to consider becoming lighter. Without disappearing.
And then ask, "Where is the edge of me?"
Note: Regarding yesterday's post. There is no list because there is no book. Yet. You know how slow I can go. I would probably forget where I put the list anyway.
Oh! HA! Got carried away there…flying with your loose pages. Whatever will be, I’ll be happy just to continue coming here ❤ My edges are so frayed I feel I’m going to fall off!
let your fringe fly in the breeze!
So soft and Beautuful fabric
yes, it’s the cloth
No list? Of course not! I’m laughing at how I get all wrapped up in the excitement and entertain the idea that you will suddenly, now, this time, do things differently!! lol Whatever happens when you do it your way, I’m skipping along behind you enjoying the discoveries, the ponderings, the beautiful views. Carry on.
I am tripping. in more ways than the 60s! ha.
So soft and beautiful 💗
it’s a moody day
indulging in the feminine
Another morning delightful read…seeing through – a concept now on my daily notes…how will i explore that concept? Thanks for the, once again, consideration of a possibility. Love your pages and sketches..so much a glimpse at what possibilities there are for just today…..and then maybe another day.
another day, I think about days as layers now
I manage computer time only once a week at the moment,if even that. Spring, what can i say, the growing food has to be tended.
So i read the whirl of booklist ect. and was very much wondering how that felt for you.
Then the next post:
Silk! So light. I was glad to see that!
become and remain light. I want to write that on my forehead
No worries about a list. We love you and your work Jude.
This appears as if a cat goddess has wandered into your stitching. Very beautiful.
i guess i use cats because i have come to know cats
regarding the list, it is like people trying to hold onto your edge. not only do you write the book, you have to carry them along as well. what if? they don’t like where it goes. going back a few days, I would hold onto the eclipse face. now you see her, now you don’t. I shall practice lightening the load of expectation. feel free to edit my comment though, Jude.
No need. What if it is all how it will be. It finally stopped raining here. Floating in more ways than one.
Or how many cups of coffee you had…ha!
I had nitrous oxide at my last dentist appointment and I will confess my edges were very permeable. 🙂
Oh ha!!! A very clear picture…
Laughing…I think everyone was afraid of the “limited edition.” 🙂 I really like that question, about where the edges are. Back to thinking about permeable. What if our edges depend on what self we are considering?