Speaking of stitches.........

I have resolved....

over and over...

that I want to keep a stitching project in hand.

(that keeps in mind that I have throughout my life anyways.......)

but since last summer.....when I was blessed with a Shakerag experience......

(since my first with India Flint...)

this time with Natalie Chanin and Diane Hall.......

I stitched.....

this.

I can't tell you how much work it was to get to this place....

I really can't..........

but I can tell you....

that I know there are those

who 

are on this journey 

with

me....

Sisterhood of Stone..........

So this is the New Year........and I have been away from my roost for almost a month....

 upon my arrival

I received a package that spoke of friendship and 'home'........

in it was

this.....

I am from Michigan in the United States......

and in this very special place 'up north' we call it.....and even more to the left......

a little harder to 'get to'....

we find these stones...

(if we are lucky).  

They are called 'Petoskey Stones'

named for the region in which they are found.

I have found precious few with the help of others, and gifted precious few as well,

 but most special are ones that have been given to me.......

and this one, from my friend Michelle who is also from Michigan,

 holds the Universe in it...........

and seems almost stitched together, doesn't it......? 

I am grateful. 

For our knowing this depth of meaning, and for our friendship.

Counting Sheep.........

I had a dreamy time this past weekend....

 I drove back up to to visit the

 and met up with

 my delightful sisters of the cauldron...

Lori

and

Michelle

and there we ate delicious food....

  discovered this wonderful new place....

 sipped tea

stitched to our heart's content

and filled our Selves with the beautiful energy of this land and each other....

(and went back to gather more than a few bags full!...)

 I was so blessed to be in 

the high country of New Mexico 

to witness the first firey elements of autumn.

The Cottonwoods like to gather by the Rio Grande

and the pockets of trees look like firepots along the banks.

Those and the bright sunny yellow of Chamisa (Rabbitbrush or Rabbit Bush) along the roadside

lit my path home....

enjoy this sweet little video by Tookie Blue Eyes on the Rabbitbush

and I love THIS.... inspiring post by Robyn Gorden over at 'Art Propelled'

I'm yearning to get back into my studio for more silent chatter from my Spiritual Crowd...