Probably more dips in the dye vat would have darkened the cloth before I wrapped rope– 2 dips is all it got and the color is pretty pale. Still as I look out at the day–the row of forsythia blooming across the road, in front of someone’s forest–I’m so taken with the sky–an indigo sky feathered over with a dusting of wispy clouds. I love this sky. Love the comfort it suggests. Captured here in cloth. And speaking of bowls–baskets–my conundrum as what to call them is resolved. I’ve decided on this–bask-owls.
Today’s bask-owls:
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Love them!
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and thinking of you today, high in this indigo sky
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oh so definitely our early morning sky right after dawn ..now gray..but oh you are creating such magical things..bask-owls..i want to use this word with children and start it into an oral history..will weave a story around you and your dipping..i feel bad..i was simply tired and did not get pictures today..but your bask-owls went out into the world..laden with deep brown and creamy speckled eggs..the serenity group..and brown and blue and green..in the ” dance”.my table looks empty without them..but oh the smiles and the appreciation..and now i really do watch..and yes people emptied out the eggs to check on the back of the baskets..
oh and a truly lovely moment to share with you..one young woman..nervous about a huge surgery this friday..i had her basket full of healing things…and she emptied hers as well and sat in my rocking chair and with her finger traced the spiral of the construction over and over….labyrinth like..in a small quiet meditation..she was not really in a mood to talk..but also felt like not being alone..and while she truly loved the gift as it was given..i think she truly was happy sitting and repeating the pattern again and again..
so an unexpected thank you for an unexpected gift of peace given
oh and i have tried it now..and it is quite a lovely experience..for the touch..and of course for the eyes..but it also makes a quiet but focused sound that was unexpected..finger firmly pressed to cloth covered rope. and .just breathing..it was so soothing ..as i said many thank yous ..gentle day…much love cynthia
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Cynthia~ What a beautiful story of basket healing.
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you’ve given me such a wonderful gift here…sharing how it is as the baskowls make their way into the world. …the movement of the spiral, starting in the center and flowing outward–to you…to those you love…and i so thank you for this.
i too love the tactile sense of tracing the spirals direction. the concentration required, how that moves me from outer to inner. and the sound it makes. almost like wind. not as amazing, perhaps, as Tibetan singing bowls, still, that sense endures. and so again i thank you for this–for ALL of this.
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This is beautiful … cloth as labyrinth and the healing power of touch.
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yes–a maze of sorts–and interesting that it’s easier to follow from the back than from the inside. i’ve been spiral walking today and find it really requires a lot of concentration!
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These are so beautiful, each in its own way. Beautiful gifts indeed!
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hi Nancy.so nice to hear from you this morning… this early morning in April…with spring holding again so much promise. much love.
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hi Nancy! it’s on its way
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hi, do you have a indigo basket left for sale ? how much ? so pretty, I love them all.
vanessa in ky. I could’n get through in your email
type out email & highlight it so I can contact you or contact me at addy below
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think i got it worked out by adding a contact form–wordpress doesn’t like email for some reason.
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love the baskowls and tracing the spiral!
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it IS an unexpected perk and i do love the unexpected
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These are just wonderful! I bet you are having fun with them!!
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hi there. yep–more fun than should be allowed!
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