I was a little tornado of energy, ideas, and daily living things for the past several months. There was no time for blogging though I wanted to capture and make lists of all of the things going on. I had a resurgence of creative energy which came from daily meditation (131 days worth) and conscious effort to reconnect with my inner artist. Then last week I got horribly sick and had at least 4 full days of downtime. So I started knitting. I recently taught myself two color brioche through trial and error and am now confident enough to be designing a cardigan with it…knitting from the bottom up. It combines Berroco Remix Light in Strawberry, held double and Hedgehog Fibres Singles in Truffle. I love the subtle striping from the stockinette part and the way it will be longer in the back.
This is the very beginning of a story quilt about one of my demons. I have been meditating for around 50 days, exploring different types and surrendering to those that speak to me. One of the most intense has been “Feeding your Demons”. Llama Tsultrim Allione has made a Tibetan practice of getting to know and interact with the things that haunt and block us and changing them to be our allies accessible to Westerners. I have had several demon feeding sessions and one brought me to the realization that my need for external validation has become a monster, yet when if I shift my focus to providing it for myself it nourishes me and creates an abundance of love I can share with the world.
Right now, the quilt is waiting for the right fabric to make my demon out of. It will be inky and squid-like. The background and curled up silhouette are made from fabrics that I dyed myself with a combination of rust, plants from my yard, and chemical dye. The slow process of hand piecing the quilt top allows time for reflection and growth. I hope that the finished quilt will tell a story of healing and that this demon will be externalized for good.
With all the rain in Northern California this year, the waterfalls are still going big and the trails are more rugged than before. The morning I hiked to Feather Falls I crossed several smaller falls on the trail and couldn’t avoid walking through the water at one point where it merged with the trail for a ways. It was lovely…verdant and splashy…lots of smiles and thinking how lucky I am to leave so near the forest. The rainbow in the main fall was particularly captivating and although it is a long, hot hike I am tempted to go back to play in the water above the fall.
…and then back at home I felt inspired to use up all the colors of dye powder I could find to breathe new life into some old clothes and linens. I didn’t have gloves (not that I would have remembered to wear them if I did) so my hands are rainbow as well. When I look at them typing away at work it brings me joy to remember all that soul refreshing free time I spent outside in nature and in my backyard letting my creativity run free.