2012

tangled…faded…still beautiful…it has had a rough summer, and so have I…but soon I will untangle the strings and ribbons…adding new ones here and there… and in doing so, will untangle the knots in myself, as well…

On this Thursday, I have yet to put my fingers to the task of the fabric ribbons…but I have begun working on my own in these seven or so days at home without caregiving…day four as I type these words…

I am spending time in the garden and in the outdoor tub….

 ….tidying…

…and planning…

 …finally enjoying the new bed-corner on the porch…

…and finding nourishing messages to add to the kitchen altar…

…and trying not to feel like the days are slipping away too quickly. A little trip to West Virginia for music and friendship will nicely round out my mostly quiet days at home (the best kind of days!). Tho’ I have made sure to have one more day of Solitude at the end of my week.

I am paying attention to weaving a pattern for my days that will better withstand the winds and rains of Life….a weaving that will always be on the loom. But I am so grateful to have these days to spend as much time as I like looking at the patterns….choosing new threads and letting go of old….running my hand over the texture of my weaving…the smooth and the rough…hoping it will be a thing of beauty, in the end.

Doesn’t that sound cheery? I always have to make friends with Summer and today has tested my first friendly overtures with temperatures in the mid-90s and a Disappointment. But I spent as long as I could in the garden this morning bringing a little bit of clearness amongst the weeds, and my deario moved an old tub under the outdoor shower so we will soon have options to get clean and cool al fresco, and I made myself go out just a few minutes ago and dig a hole and set the Summer Circle I created yesterday into the sky where it is meant to be…to catch any stray breezes that may come our way.

And what do you know? I just turned in my chair to look out of the window towards the back garden…and the ribbons that I left hanging limp and lifeless are floating and glimmering towards the sun in the western sky. Nice.

And as the sun sets this evening, and Summer “officially” enters in, I plan to be on the terrace, an icy gin and tonic in hand, sharing these words and a kiss with my family…and sending one to all of you with wishes for a peaceful Summer.

xo