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spirit cloth, center top ~ jude hill indigo moons ~ glennis dolce
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16 comments:
a door
i will go in
A door, yes - or the eye of a needle.
Or maybe a key hole?
Or a skylight revealing a storm gathering in a New Mexican night sky. Marti
the thing about the simplicity is that it can be ALL these things
No matter what - as long as it´s pink + grey... ;)
Indeed a helper because I opened the door, peered through the eye of the needle, peeked in the key hole, looked up at the sky light and created at last, a google account so that my comments would no longer be anonymous and you would no longer keep needing to reply to Marti/Anon. Proud to say that I am follower # 28 on windthread and my little icon is a photo of my dye jars.
fieldlady~ my heart is happy. and
i can say at this time to all who might look here and at others' little blog houses, marti and
nance, nandas, are two women that
i by chance found over 6 years ago
when we were participating in a
womens online writing group. for reasons, the online writing fell away but we did not. and we have watched and encouraged each other on a continuous basis over these years, proving beyond a shadow of
a doubt that the internet is a
very real and functional family, if
one choses.
it's a happy day, marti... love.
so many possibilities
deborah ~ i know. i just keep
looking at it.
also...i love the pics some days
ago on your blog of the dock and
lilypads...they flooded me with
memory of my aunt's cottage
where i spent summers...just like
that. docks. the lapping of the
water...
i think of a door, an opening to the cosmos. to the infinite swirl of nebulas and black space.
a monolith
twhich...i think most a kind of
door, but a door of consciousness
maybe.
yes... in my sci-fi geekoverse cosmos, space, black infinite represents consciousness. (i was thinking of 2001 space odyssey)
the monolith representing the realizing of everything that is... looking into the black void... emptiness black fullness
maybe too much info :) but...
"The ambiguity, abstraction, plasticity and strangeness of the monolith is a placeholder for anything that encourages an evolutionary leap in human consciousness."
but i'd say for humans in consciousness as i don't think there's any differentiation.
hahahahaha sorry grace if too way out :)
maybe too many words for the simplest of all...
twich...never too much. and i
do agree with the FOR humans in
consciousness. there is great
similarity in tibetan buddhism
which is my sci fi. all this, why
this particular cloth will take
a lot of "still" time...just
looking. don't know if there
will be any "more" to it ever?
but something in me
wants to
maybe just a certain kind of kantha.
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