For various, not particularly dramatic, reasons, it’s also been a stressful summer. Some of the stressors are related to good things, and some aren’t so good. Some are petty; some are significant. Mostly, it’s life, which comes with good and bad, easy and not so easy.
I recently took a class in how to make handwoven shoe laces. I could tell you it’s because I’d always been a bit curious about tablet weaving. Or that I’d heard this instructor was really good.
When our self image changes, what we do—and think and feel—also changes. Making these changes, weathering these storms, is usually much better when we have some sort of assistance.
Some as simple as the blossom on a banana plant. I’d never noticed before that part of the blossom is shaped like a banana.
Today might be just the perfect time to slow down and listen—listen to whatever calls itself to your attention. Listen to what you feel.
I often use the image of bumper cars. Sometimes our movements—in our bodies and in our lives—feel like running into bumpers no matter which way way go.
I pulled out some wool fibers and started demonstrating how to make a felt ball. After a short while, almost everyone in the room was rolling a ball of wool between their two hands.
Frass flicking. It’s what some caterpillars do with their poop. Who knew?
Touch is about a particular sensation, but somehow it’s a bit richer when I think about listening with my hands.
We pay attention to the movements, but it’s not just about the movement. It’s also about the way we change, the new ways we see ourselves and what’s possible.
