Little Bird

What if I didn't sing out?
And instead sang down through my feet...
the ones that stand barefoot on the kitchen floor.

What if I didn't love in a straight line?
But instead hopped and skipped and jumped...
up and down, left and right...around...
spiraling down to the Center.

What if God's stitches are crooked?
Could I bare such a perfect Glory?
I can! I can as you encourage me to stand on this rock with eyes on the horizon...
knowing I carry the beginning stitches in my hem.

Take your needle, my child, and work at your pattern --

it will come out a rose by and by.

Life it like that...one stitch at a time, taken patiently.

-Oliver Wendell Holmes


Felt - hand-sewn birdy, 2004.

Thank You

Thank you to the one who shows me how it's done.

Thank you to the one who waits patiently.

Thank you to the one who gets up to dance anyway.

Thank you to the one who sings kind praise while sitting at the edge of the opposite ocean.

Thank you to the one who leaves me speechless.

Thank you to the one who comes to me in the tears I never see.

Thank you.


Felt - sewn last night while watching a bad 80's movie with my daughter.

Silent Horizon

There is a silent horizon
behind my eyelids
Dark
with a lightened edge

Each time a new Sun rises
I sometimes tangle
in the glory of possibility

Settle
me
New
Steady waters

So many fish
So many fish
but there is only
one rainbow scale
i would like embedded in my soul

Love

New Felt & Hafiz

I think we

are frightened

every

moment

of our lives

until

we

know

Him.

-Hafiz

Kiss Me Good-Bye

At the bottom of my farewell,
I found a hundred more.

Take these tears into the kitchen
and drop them on the floor.

Never spoon feed your love, my dear;
you will choke on the leftovers.

Hold my hand at the edge of the table
and kiss me good-bye.

Sew the story's end to your pocket,
close to your heart,
far from your lips.
They don't want to Hear.

Dance. Love. Beautify.
They will watch you Live.

Wool felt "painting" - 2008, 6 x 8 inches.

Wool Felt Flower, Grace & Kindness

There is no gift so fine

as the conscious act of

Grace

and

Kindness.

-Francisco


Image: scanned copy of my wool felt embroidery from last night. I love wool felt, but haven't played with it for months! My French knots are wonky, stitches slightly caddywhompus, but that is why I like sewing...just for joy. Oh, and I am no purist; the back of my sewing is a jumbled, knotted mess.