jonas kept me indoors and stitching while the white flakes were flurrying furiously out of doors. stitching while drinking copious cups of constant comment tea. time to think while i stitch. stitching and staying present. the needle keeps my mind fresh and fingers nimble. watch the thread, like a bell, a prayer wheel, staying with it. mother reads and cleo snores gently. rory guards our home while we sit out the storm.
moving through the piece
sharing the process
time for more tea. Thoughts come. Go. Pass through the wheels.
3 Replies to “Prayer Wheels”
It is beautiful and so are the words! I hope that you are well
Hi Nessa!! I’m very well. I hope you and Charlie are also well.
Hi Nessa!! Thank you. I hope you and Little Charlie are also well.