This cloth hangs next to the bed and often acts as a moonlight catcher. It's big and it is going to become bigger.
It was like the moon and the cloth had an arrangement.
A most impressive Moon
jude hill spirit cloth
FEEL FREE – just sharing what moves through me
When I stepped out and saw this moon, I nearly wanted to cry. There are lots of astrological reasons I can find for this particular full moon (in Leo) but one of those I share with you. A Leo full moon is opposite your Sun in Aquarius. All the light of your sun shines off this particular full moon.
It’s the wildest feeling, I can see in the dark…
how cloth might be clouds …
and this brings up the thought that I have an ongoing “thing” with the otherwise dear person who shares my bedroom … I open the blinds on my side of the bed to let in the moon light … then he closes the blinds to … what? … why? …
but wait, this is great … how have I not thought of this before? … I’ll just take off the little rod that controls the blinds … that might just work 🙂
oh how cloth can be shapeless before we imagine…
and oh ha Liz!
I am really laughing…
Ha full moon! Thanks for reminding me, Jude. I couldn’t sleep at all. I feel the buzz as well. Do you think it gets worse when you have had more birthdays? I think it does…. But I’ll keep this in mind: the full moon. Next full moon, I’m sincerely considering not going to bed at all.
definitely a Deep Old Ache, yes!
I’m loving the weaving….your cloth and image is beyond cool. Starting from full moon, I will have 4 nights of three hours of sleep, and Bam….eyes fly open, why I am not tired, is the weird part. After the 4 hr. Nights, I go back to my split 6 hours…feeling “fuzzy” is part of it.
sleep is a bit weird for me now anyway. sometime I cannot tell if I have slept or not.
Wow, mooncloth. I woke up at 4am and could not go back to sleep… which, on a day of long commute and teaching is NO FUN.
yeah, at least I can lean into it now.
It always surprises me, where ever we are in the world that we share exactly the same intensity of the moon, it reminds me of what we all share, together.
yes, we all seem surprised by that…
The moon is such magic to me! My father’s nickname was “Moon” from our Mullen heritage and his bald head maybe. Your moon lights me up with its bright woven glow! I’ve got my own moon going and today it had me feeling high. My 1st weave was your course. Lv it!
Cycles for everything…so beautiful and surreal.
cycles, yes, somewhat beyond circles.
W O W!
That is really awesome beaitifull and “witchy”. Definitly very unusual but very cool!Love it!
I have always been really affected by the moon. Even as a child. Am told i spoke a lot in my sleep during full moon.
Sleepless nights now and yes, restless, weired feeling. Hard to put in words.
I want to weave a moon and wish moonlight on it!
it is hard to describe, and then I am mostly too tired to try after the sleeplessness.
I love the moon too. The sun warms me; the moonlight hugs me.
sometimes a hug can be the most powerful thing.
Lovely. It’s the Snow Moon tonight–because February is the snowiest month. Or the Bone Moon—due to running out of food midwinter and having to gnaw on bones. I’m hoping not to experience either scenario.
Bone Moon, had not heard that name before, fabulous!
Yes…on the other side of the world here, enjoying the full moon.
Yes…it is a wild, wild ache…
So true.
like heart ache I guess, hard to put material words to it.
Wow what a powerful Moon!
really, blown away
So beautiful, cloth weaving moon…Im going to search for the woven ones….some finished, some not…
in search of moons…
Yes, from many moons ago…
Moon magic on cloth … what a sight to behold! Thanks for that. I’m cutting out a full moon today from yellow glove cotton to applique (turned) on first 9-patch. Will re-watch your video before starting. 🙂
I remember my first cloth moon, but can I find it?
I awoke more energized than I have been for…many moons. 🌕💓
That image is magical, Jude.
Let us all dance because…Moon.
She is one of us.
( Or, we are one of her)
i am so happy for the energy…
I’m seeing movement here, as if it is breathing. Is this a still photo?
ha, I just had to check
Even better 🙂
Jude-wolf, maybe. ; )
aroooo
It’s a pull for me, a beckoning… Your cloth holds some of the same.
this one sucked me in
I always do too! This Snow Moon, especially tonight, is a time to let go of people places and things that are not serving you well in your life.
Also, a good time to make moon water!!
Moon water! yes. I’ve done lightning water from the rain but never thought of moon water. I like to think of her watching over all of us
I’ve gone rogue again haven’t I with my comments oops
Spill it!
of course
Letting go is perfect…
Oh crikey yes. It affects both of us…it can get quite wild!
We’ve had a few days of storms. At the moment it’s Dudley blowing a hooley out there. She shone a spooky light last night…even through thick cloud. I love her.
Oh…the joining of Moons in your photo 😍
Weaving…I haven’t done it in so long, but have felt the call this week when I held ‘old’ ones in my hands.
I feel like I am morphing or something, the strangest sensation.
Some how weaving is working its way into everything. It must be deep in my heart.
Jude-wolf, maybe. ; )
🌕 wide awake at 2am!
Beautiful glow
yeah, the no sleep nights
Tied to the moon with an umbilical cord since my days as an ER nurse. She ebbs and flows with her own heartbeat… and like all women in a pack do, I follow along.
The full moon is making wild tree shadows on the snow all night. I wake up periodically and look at the different shadows out the window. Fat blobs for pines and narrow wiggly lines for maple branches. I tried to photograph them, but the light was not strong enough. Your cloth and the moon are definitely in sympathy.
I was sleeping and opened my eyes and boom!
She guides us
probably because she is just there.
my heart leaps when you turn your gaze to cloth weaving. still pondering what u shared about self-ish yesterday. would it be helpful to think of it as “the self”, like “the moon”? after all, we don’t call it “my moon” (unless we’re referring to a body part! ha!) for me, focus is a way of not being overwhelmed by a myriad of possible directions. x
my moon, right? ha!
That is an amazing scene!!
a little weird!