the wind is blowing and i love it when it does that...
a swirling, whirling, you-know-the-world-is-alive kind of wind
the kind where the trees are in constant motion, where all the branches are waving
and you would swear the trees are dancing
calm sunny days are pretty but other than looking lovely, they don't make you realize the world is not just a static backdrop
windy days make me feel at one with the world
when i was in grade 10 my two best friends had english in the first semester and one of the first books on their reading list was "who has seen the wind?"
i loved the title.... the sound of it.... the absurdity of the question, and finally, the understanding of how creative a title it was
my english teacher didn't select it for us and i remember being disappointed
to this day i still haven't read it... have you?
not sure if i'm afraid it won't live up to my ideal
or if i just like the idea of the conflict not reading it creates....
(my teacher was big on us learning and incorporating conflict in our work, and i have to say i excelled at that part of of our study unit... to all who know me, surprise, surprise, surprise...)
anyhow, i love it when the outside world is in sync with what's happening in my noggin...
so along with the wind,
i'm doiung my own whirling and swirling right now with karen ruane's e-course
doesn't that name just reek of wonder?
needles and thread and a book, all wrapped up in something amazing
a record of design, of colour, of stitch
a place to come back to, to remember,
and to be inspired all over again
i haven't the time i want or need to devote to this so i am hopelessly behind the group
but i am thrilled to be following along with them and when the world settles in to the sleep of winter i will enjoy quiet days and nights playing with thread and paint as the snow falls softly and world becomes still
my mind will whirr with the wonder of it all
on another note,
i was at a loss again for my monthly word
october 2 and i had no clue, no thought, no inkling
and then i found it
on karen's blog "todolwen"
in amongst her happy news i found the word that so suits where i am this month, and where i have always wanted to be
"sorrow" is still such a big part of my thoughts, but like the resilience of a blade of grass through concrete, joy and wonder prevail
i won't live in a way that is focused only on the negative
i'll acknowledge the yucky stuff, but i have to move on, to find the find good things, great things, wonderful things
like a sailor setting out on the sea, i sometimes feel as though i am heading toward the edge of a flat world
but i remind myself that the world is round
and what seemed like the end is also the beginning...