I have become a devoted servant over the last few days
holding up a dish of water under a thirsty chin
faithfully injecting helpful medicines
sitting by the low bed that is home
waiting for the signs that we would normally never wish for...
And in between I work
and do the laundry
and nest a bit.
I've found that mostly what I want to create are patterns
or pieces using plant materials
like red brass
And then I hold them all in my hands and see that the results
of the instincts are measured and peaceful:
I like when pieces have a feel to them.
I like when the intention of a piece is to be of service, a small heartfelt caretaker of the part of us that craves beauty and needs to drink deep.
Yesterday I bought a painting from a dear friend and I could tell the moment I looked at it that it was going to heal and unify bits of life that so need it:
with every piece she sends out, a sigh of relief for the receiver, a gift consistent in its giving from day one to generations next...
Today my friend Laurie Brown is heading down from San Francisco to say hello to all of us,
and I cannot wait.
I sincerely hope that all is well in your world, dear reader;
is the sun shining where you are today?