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To See the World in a Grain of Sand

11 Oct

I’ve been in a two week time warp.  And it feels like the “me” that went into it on one end and the “me” emerging on the other are barely recognizable.  It was not a pleasant experience.  But it was power full in that I sense some intrinsic rearrangement of inner self.  I’m not trying to be oblique.  And I’m only recording this for my own point of reference.  Needing to document when this happened.  To say more would be to say too much.  Except it’s all resolving well.

Yesterday and today there was no school.  Teachers doing things they needed to do.  We did the same.  loganandearl

It was one of those days almost too beautiful to comprehend.  The just right-ness of every thing. leavesandsun

Almonds and raisins savored under a very old covered bridge and I was so engrossed with reflections that I totally forgot to document its existence. Even though we discussed it. Discussed “why” a bridge would be covered. It’s magnificent, that covered bridge. Huge old 12″ thick beams notched and seated perfectly. But I forgot it because of this:reflection in water and there’s an idea here that’s wanting to come forth. Something about perception and form. Or maybe magic? Because it did seem like magic, that such an expansive vista of trees and sky could be so encompassed in such a small area of quiet water. The sense of merging of finite and in-finite. Seeing the world in a grain of sand and all that.

As for cloth, there is one forming now. Awaiting stitch. It appears simple. But it’s holding the lessons from the past two weeks. The need to remain vigilantly present. And focused. Committed to standing ground. And holding. Whatever arises. And looking at the cloth here, I see reflections of thoughts and emotions. Lightly etched into the over-dyed cloth. holding

Accompanying the echo of words of this young-old one. “You know, it never IS tomorrow. It’s only ever just now.”loganb&w

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