Taiji Cove Cloth–complete reversal

31 Jan

It wasn’t working.  Was that it?  Or was it that I couldn’t work from that place?   I said the portal was there.  An escape hatch.   An ingress to a gentler realm.  And I thought about the cloth’s direction a lot. But every stitch in cloth seemed to be reinforcing a horrible situation–and I realized I had to dwell in the land of “what could be” rather than reinforcing “what is” in this particular case.  So that’s where we are.  A new world for dolphins. A safe, free world

There will be a lot more kantha, and there will probably be a hand.  But Delphinius, the Dolphin constellation is intact and I’m  much more comfortable in my own skin.  The cloth is holding memory of what was there.  The anger.  The rage.  Despair.  The horror, even.  And I think that’s good.  That cloth holds memory.  But there’s more room now for hope and change to enter.  To move forward.  To replace the old paradigm with a new vision.

new taiji cove

There was a comment on my last post. I don’t have tv. But there’s a program–“Katie” as in Katie Couric. And this week one program was dedicated to “The Taiji Cove Controversy.” I was able to watch it via internet and highly recommend it–it was encouraging. Uplifting, even, because the world IS paying attention. And the people interviewed feel we’re right at that tipping point where enough public outrage is going to swing the balance in favor of the dolphins. You may have to sit through a 15 second bladder control commercial–but it’s worth the wait. http://katiecouric.com/videos/the-taiji-dolphin-controversy

We heard that this was a cultural tradition. And I was thinking in terms of centuries of exploitation. But no. 1969. That’s when it started. And it REALLY started in order to capture dolphins to sell to sea-world type places.

And it was a week of two snow days and two late-start days. A cold week. And here in NC, a black-ice week. My driveway goes uphill. I can stand at the top and move to the bottom w/o taking a step. But it was a good week. Days to observe busy little hands and eyes fascinated with captured bubbles in glass. I have several of these. Two were my mothers–they look like candies trapped for all eternity in a world of glass. But this one–this gold globe, this is his favorite. He can talk about it for hours. The beauty of it when the sunlight shines through. A personal solar system.

solar system

10 Responses to “Taiji Cove Cloth–complete reversal”

  1. Anonymous January 31, 2014 at 5:49 pm #

    Love you!

  2. Anonymous January 31, 2014 at 5:49 pm #

    that was from Sue why do I have to log in?

    • Patricia February 2, 2014 at 6:50 am #

      i love you too, and i don’t know why you have to sign it–maybe so you won’t come up as “anonymous”

  3. Nancy January 31, 2014 at 8:07 pm #

    Sometimes for continuing to take place, rage must be a memory held, but moved on from. Glad you’ve gotten to a place of more comfort.
    Love the golden treasure and oh those bracelets! A little girl at work has a couple…she plays with ’em, chews on ’em…she’s not yet two!

    • Patricia February 2, 2014 at 6:51 am #

      the bracelets–it was dress up as 90’s surfer day for school!
      and the rage–moving through it quickly–not a place i want to encourage

  4. debbie.weaver February 1, 2014 at 5:55 am #

    A beautiful piece of work full of movement and an expression of hope.

    • Patricia February 2, 2014 at 6:52 am #

      hope. realizing it’s the backbone of being. thanks for stopping by

  5. Mo Crow February 1, 2014 at 9:31 pm #

    the dolphins are so kind & wise and joyful, they help us to see when we listen to them

    • Patricia February 2, 2014 at 6:53 am #

      yes. the listening component. just imagine if the world listened

  6. karmadondruplhamo....grace forrest February 2, 2014 at 9:15 pm #

    “I couldn’t work from that place……”

    this is it. to me, BOTH cloths are true and honest. Both. the first as much as anything.
    but we need to find a place that we can work from….that allows Going. there’s no way
    out of Going…until we can’t anymore, like are all worn out. but we need to find our
    way of Going that fits. i love that you continued. and changed what you needed to.
    you allowed Grief and Love, both.

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