There has been a lot of silence and stillness here. Sometimes our stories are not ours alone. In the big picture things are ok enough, there are some challenges that have taken most of my attention and energy. Things are still being worked through, but there is some ease after last week's big gulps of sea air.
Remembering how poorly Moon slept until he was four... how there might be six hours of sleep in four pieces. The first time there were four hours in a row someone at work commented that I looked/seemed better... and saying to her, "I feel like I've come up from the bottom of the ocean."
Having been much away from here and making, I'm feeling overwhelmed about finding my way back, so I’ll just start...
Today I stitched. Almost the whole day. Until the moon came up. And I'm looking forward to more tomorrow.
