Jude, I love your tree…..especially the ” language ” on the trunk’s right hand side. It feels like tree language that will take me a lifetime to read and embrace……something that will delight, calm me in this strange and scary time we’re living through, something offering me grace and an opening.
Whenever I need a hit of joy, I visit Carol’s blog, Tall Tales from Kansas (https://talltalesfromkansas.typepad.com/tall-tales-from-kansas/). Carol exudes joy, especially her weekly update from the Farmers Market. That is the beauty of this little community of bloggers, when one is feeling low, another helps lift spirits…it circles. And lucky us get to be a part of it all.
I empathize with your state…we all need to take turns standing back and re-energizing…maybe now is your turn to rest. you art is refreshing. take the time to see that.
There is so much negative energy flying around now that it is no wonder we feel exhausted for no apparent reason.
Hug the trees, kiss the kitties, and feel joy in your heart.
I hear you. I can’t keep going at this pace of paying attention, yet I don’t want to stick my head in the sand. I guess I’ve got to take more little breaks. What a roller coaster.
Me too… I can’t help but weep when my heart can’t hold any more.
The Mulberry tree holds ever so gently a second tiny hummingbird nest. I couldn’t believe my eyes. A second mama building a nest? I watched in awe the first mama with her babes…
Now they’ve flown on brand new wings, and for a second time I will witness tiny hummers grow (2) until they’re too big for the nest and off they will go.
This is the balm that covers my aching heart with joy. I cling to it.
I do feel so fortunate to be here in the green surrounded by all my huge trees. When I can’t take anymore I go stand under them and look up. It does help..
When we can, we must chose joy. I know it’s not every day that we feel we can make that choice. But it is more important than we know. I think it is the strongest way forward even if we’re holding sorrow in the other hand. “Do I want more of this or less of this?” (Kelly Corrigan) Sometimes I have to get up and stamp my feet or dance or shake all over to shift the energy. When tired hits, I’m either taking in too much information or getting some kind of an unknown “cosmic upgrade” — either way, I nap.
Love, love, love the tree (all your trees). Trees are a favorite of mine and I might just attempt a cloth one. Wisdom Keepers.
Yes and it disturbs me how hard it has become to hold the joy.
I want outside and then it started to rain, I let it wash me. Try a tree, it made me feel better.
Hey Jude,
Just this morning, several of my friends were saying, how tired and feeling a pervasive heaviness of spirit many were feeling. Even after an 8 hours of sleep. A feeling no one could put their finger on to a simple cause.
Definitely a time to unplug and set fully in the middle of the yard, bare footed and connect with mother Earth. Listen to the hum of nature. That’s what I’m going to do now.
Over and out until tomorrow.
Love the stitching of the tree….
The texture on the tree is wonderful. Maybe from the thinner fabric? Also I think the extra branches add so much. <3
Yes, silk stitches up with so much depth.
yes some days overwhelmed by it all, tired too
but we are still here
your tree, these stitched markings they matter and make it bearable
it’s awfully discouraging, but growth is always possible
I can see some positive “proud” energy that’s going to enter the tree very soon.
it does seem that way
Jude, I love your tree…..especially the ” language ” on the trunk’s right hand side. It feels like tree language that will take me a lifetime to read and embrace……something that will delight, calm me in this strange and scary time we’re living through, something offering me grace and an opening.
that’s an old kimono fabric that has the most beautiful marks. I like how you feel it.
This tree gives me hope. It feels organic and original and surprising.
I love how these simple shapes keep me surprised.
Whenever I need a hit of joy, I visit Carol’s blog, Tall Tales from Kansas (https://talltalesfromkansas.typepad.com/tall-tales-from-kansas/). Carol exudes joy, especially her weekly update from the Farmers Market. That is the beauty of this little community of bloggers, when one is feeling low, another helps lift spirits…it circles. And lucky us get to be a part of it all.
Community helps…
Sending love and some extra oxygen from trees in my garden.
Good medicine!
I empathize with your state…we all need to take turns standing back and re-energizing…maybe now is your turn to rest. you art is refreshing. take the time to see that.
Making something is a nice balance to all the taking down.
There is so much negative energy flying around now that it is no wonder we feel exhausted for no apparent reason.
Hug the trees, kiss the kitties, and feel joy in your heart.
It’s been so rainy, hard to spend enough time outside…
And the tree has good energy.
It was reassuring.
I hear you. I can’t keep going at this pace of paying attention, yet I don’t want to stick my head in the sand. I guess I’ve got to take more little breaks. What a roller coaster.
Very confusing…
💚 🌳 🌧️ 🥱 ❤️
Yes
Me too… I can’t help but weep when my heart can’t hold any more.
The Mulberry tree holds ever so gently a second tiny hummingbird nest. I couldn’t believe my eyes. A second mama building a nest? I watched in awe the first mama with her babes…
Now they’ve flown on brand new wings, and for a second time I will witness tiny hummers grow (2) until they’re too big for the nest and off they will go.
This is the balm that covers my aching heart with joy. I cling to it.
Because life goes on…
Me too, sending love…
Sending love back…💚
The trees think we’re their children. I wish I knew where I read this.
I do feel so fortunate to be here in the green surrounded by all my huge trees. When I can’t take anymore I go stand under them and look up. It does help..
It really does.
Lovely, I love that and images rise.
When we can, we must chose joy. I know it’s not every day that we feel we can make that choice. But it is more important than we know. I think it is the strongest way forward even if we’re holding sorrow in the other hand. “Do I want more of this or less of this?” (Kelly Corrigan) Sometimes I have to get up and stamp my feet or dance or shake all over to shift the energy. When tired hits, I’m either taking in too much information or getting some kind of an unknown “cosmic upgrade” — either way, I nap.
Love, love, love the tree (all your trees). Trees are a favorite of mine and I might just attempt a cloth one. Wisdom Keepers.
Yes and it disturbs me how hard it has become to hold the joy.
I want outside and then it started to rain, I let it wash me. Try a tree, it made me feel better.
I followed your glossary link “tree.”
4/7/2024 Be a tree. Stand, grow up, reach out, trust in season, weather storms.
Oh Jude, let us all weather with hope. Getting harder to feel unbreakable. 🌳
At least I have the trees here to remind me.
Hey Jude,
Just this morning, several of my friends were saying, how tired and feeling a pervasive heaviness of spirit many were feeling. Even after an 8 hours of sleep. A feeling no one could put their finger on to a simple cause.
Definitely a time to unplug and set fully in the middle of the yard, bare footed and connect with mother Earth. Listen to the hum of nature. That’s what I’m going to do now.
Over and out until tomorrow.
Love the stitching of the tree….
Yes, it is indescribable.
💙
Blue is good for today.
I get it…. sometimes just being, and trying not to fall too far behind, is exhausting.
I’ve been trying to balance my thoughts but they took a dive ..
Hi Jude,
Lovely to see you enjoying good company among the tree people.
Looking forward to seeing your take on the Green Man…. 🙂
Nature saves me
I feel it too 😓 every thing is
Just too much.
Your tree is a growing hope 💚
I keep trying to hold on to it
Wonderful Tree, Jude!! Will it display roots?
I think so.
Hey, the tree is super cool. It’s probably why you’re tired. Toll for being an amazing artist.
I wish that was it…
A time to be simply held by the great being-ness of trees…..
Yes, simply standing…
Jude~ Such a lovely tree. I’m having a worn out day today too. sigh.
xo
Exhausting…
i get that. your tree is really good.
Now my eyes are tired too…🙃