It was a dark and stormy morning... and very cozy.
I think I will make a few more of these.
The idea for this, and the one started below, came in that space between awake and dreams last night. I was thinking about all of these trees, their roots, and an old thought of wondering how we can make our own roots.
I thought about the first time I met with a good therapist. (There were two visits with a really bad one a few months before, but I don't count him.) She asked me to come back with a drawing of my family tree that included colors or symbols marking various disfunctions- alcoholism, mental illnesses, abusive, gamblers, etc... It took a couple of tries to make it big enough to include everything. At the next appointment, I handed over a large, very marked up, and very colorful piece of paper to her, saying, "No wonder I'm here!" It was eye opening to see it all at once!
There's still a ways to go with this one, in stitch and thoughts.
