I love how, in it's undoing, it holds the scraps of another's undoing.
And how that might build something unknowable but has a sense of appearing. Form.
Just noticing, I guess, that everything is always disappearing.
And at the same time, in the disappearing, making room for appearing.
Sometimes revelation has nothing to do with what others may have already realized. Said. Told you even. It is quite personal. Not a contest to see who got there first.
Learning is so much that. You have to feel it, suddenly, like a lightening strike. Apply it. Make it useful.
And learning is not always adding. It is also taking away.
So then form is dependent on unbuilding.
Our minds are so trained to the "get" factor. Well, I speak for myself maybe. I should do that, I've no right to anything further. Maybe my new Year's Resolution/ Revelation.
Speak for yourself. Don't rely on being understood. What if there is no such thing?
I just keep stitching. It'll be done when there is no time left.
Yesterday I stitched a Freedom Globe. Not because it was snowing. Because I was thinking about being what you want, being with who you want, all being different and ok. The beauty in that.
The form it might take.
But then, what if snow wasn't just white? Some questions seem silly. But they get you thinking.
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Dear Jude,
I love your ramblings, your musings, your philosophiSING, your thought catching and just generally all that you do, think and create!
Please consider printing a book…. I will buy the first copy.
I do a lot of things, but I seem to be book challenged. Ha! But thank you…
The only constant is change, I feel comforted by the conversation here, as I consider changes.
That is nice to know.
Yes Jude, the book. We’ve been waiting years for them. One a year. Just what you’ve already written and the pics. 💙
What if? Maybe silly, maybe life-changing. But–all those wonderful ideas just floating around in between! Thank you!
I am very in between today, well maybe just more conscious of it.
perhaps your what if? book will become a collaboration between you ‘n the little one. a what if? quilt could be fun. imagine the dreams sleeping beneath it…
New journeys to come!
Just love the Freedom Globe! Inspiring and calming !
Feeling free!
I’ve said, tried to remind myself over the years, that one cannot force another to have an Ah-Ha moment. I like the way you say it here, because it is true for me too…learning is personal and must come at just the right time for one to receive it.
“But then, what if snow wasn’t just white? ” – this question has me picturing an ongoing book for the little one…a book of What If, with your thoughts and drawings. Both Cloth and Paper expressions as a gift. xo
I picture that too, I long for it to take form. Thank you for encouraging me.
The power just came back on! Relief is my word for the moment. Good to start the day with your words, Jude.
Power, such a necessity… Good morning!
“And at the same time, in the disappearing, making room for appearing.”
Thank you for that. Things i thought i figured out (about myself mostly) dissapear, leave me confused but then a new layer appears.
So many layers to life, so many stitches in that beautiful blanket.
So many layers to everything….
Cracks are where the light gets in.
Credit to the late great Leonard Cohen.
Or the dark….😎
“Making room for appearing.” Yes… 🙂
got a lot of work to do, ha!
This post is one of Wise N Wonderful Words depicting such poignant thoughts . Love them ALL!
The desert cold snap will break by Monday.. been waking to low 30’s, today it was 27! My inside thermometer read 40. Highs not up to 60! But change is coming! Hard to stitch with cold fingers.
I find myself sitting right next to the fire these days. I stiffen up so easily in the cold. Old hands.
Yes! To snow not being only white. Those tiny hexagonal prisms reveal all colors in the blink of an eye. I never tire of considering the complexity of each flake.
no simple thing, snow…
Yes to stitching until there’s no time left! … seems to be getting closer too fast.
Have a good weekend 💙✌🏼
I like to make quilts functional fast so it doesn’t matter. just fill it with story until another begins.
Me, I just go quietly into my elder days, sharing when I find something that seeps into my marrow and says, maybe you can give this…staying open because you never know when inspiration or knowledge will make their presence known…following others, well not so much unless there is a sense of connection and even then, we are like snowflakes, all individual, all beautiful, all worthy of being until poof! we vanish but our spirit remains…
the gift of possiblity , the sharing, if it can be received like that.
“unbuilding” – what a great word to consider
what logic could be there?
Wonderful thoughts… the end of something is the beginning of something else, we just have to take time to see it.
one long path
“Sometimes revelation has nothing to do with what others may have already realized. Said. Told you even. It is quite personal. Not a contest to see who got there first.” So true! I’m adding this to my “shared wisdom” journal as a frequent reminder.
I think it is good to remember…
yeah, just going.
It’s great that you can grow citrus.
We got away with a lot of rain this time, next week tho, big snow… piling the wood now, near the door.
…and when there is no Time left, there will be room for the next___.
funny how we give form to time
There are no silly questions, all questions are important. And individual answers…and just going.
Becuz, really, isn’t that all there is….moving forward?
Today we’ll move forward with picking as much of the citrus as we can (5 trees worth, ranging in size from 6 to 16 ft tall!)
It’s gonna freeze before Christmas, ugh. 🥶❄️🎄
I love that you’ll stitch until there’s no time left 💖
( Great metaphor for life!)