Today I feel like I'm being torn into so many pieces...down so many paths...
Every few minutes I have to close my eyes and just breathe.
Time is filled with a way to make enough money to live and provide...but I don't want to be so full and busy. I don't want to rush around and wonder where my days went. I want to be still and quiet. I want to sit with my feet treadling a spinning wheel...for making yarn or throwing pots.
I want calm though on fire... so different than busy.
It's good though, I'm on the verge of a weekend that will probably have some rain and some sunshine literally and figuratively.
Tomorrow I'll do a spinning demonstration. As per my usual unpredictable moods...all of the sudden, I don't want to show anybody what I'm doing. I want to hide in the corner and covet the little coily strands.
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