Poof

Suddenly. NOT. But there always seems to be that moment of surprise.

S is for Suddenly in my spirit cloth language. I like to redefine or make up words, it helps me connect with story. Nothing is really sudden, things brew. Taking notice in between is a silent skill. But then you get caught up in the going, and there is no there there…when poof! Suddenly new form. And there it is. But as if you knew without knowing all along.

I’m working small, the relocation process is taking up a lot of time. I wander in my mind. This one I named Out in the Moonlight Alone, even though in some ways it seemed also My Dreams Came Out to Meet Me. Anyway, it was scrappy and ragged, but suddenly it held together.

Season is my teacher really. And here we are, seed saving time. If there is anything that could teach us about transFORMation it would be seeds. Garlic chives are a favorite. I love the slow going of seed gathering. The dreaming.

And this morning…

A Sudden Burst of Energy, I’ve been calling it that, pinned over A Deep Pool of Thought, still a catch cloth, dedicated to the in between. I look and also now see it differently. I added the feathers and it seems something like a medicine shield or wheel. And now I catch myself thinking about all the circles on all the cloths here, big and small, and well, I am moving toward feeling differently about them. Medicine seems useful at the moment.