I piled one thing upon an other
so he could look out the window, while I am sitting here,
as the sun rises, working on the computer.
In preparation for a new season
I am immersed in a lot of looking.
Trying to see all the cloth work everything
here as just beginnings, seeds.
So I might continue unfettered.
Grow,
? If you have already purchased/have access to my private teaching ( the Forever Zone) would you use the contact form to confirm the best email address for you? Do not post it here in the comments. I am building a mailing list in case anything ever goes awry here. Forever is a long time. (For anyone joining later, I will remind you along with your access info)
Feeling a bit more at home here, so ok, let's get back to some content. Geez.
What is it about high places? Gibson…oh my gosh does he want to be at the highest point. I saw him eyeing the blade on the fan the other day. No shelf in my house is safe right now.
i wish i could jump up to high places so easily. soul-o fell off a high shelf yesterday, and just landed on his feet. that would be handy too.
New beginnings, starting over never gets old. It’s exciting. Something to look forward to.
what else is there?
Hi Jude,
I do not know if I am in the Forever Zone, apologies to you, I will try to figure it out tomorrow. Have a good rest tonight. 🌸
I will email you.
Ahhhh. A gentle reminder to be open to that which is incoming. ❤️
we always need reminders…
From the ground up, great place to start new adventures
i feel like dirt
to see that i am surrounded by new seeds of possibility is like opening the eyes of potential!
seeds. so elemental
would love to catch soul-o’s thoughts… noticing how the screen creates a tiny grid over the view from the right side of the window. appears woven. would be lovely to recreate such a pattern on a loom. hmmm…
i always love the grid as a filter.
Yes…looking out and seeing the new..seeds and all…
Never fails to feel like an adventure…
Here Gul mohor trees start to spring back to life once more. That always says summer is nearing….not here but near.
not here but near, how wonderful is that?