Barbara in Seattle, 2012

July 4, 2019

Barbara Boster left us 6 years ago today —on the 4th of July. I miss her terribly. Still, it was for Barbara to leave on a holiday of fireworks, color, ice cream, watermelon. She will always be equated with fireworks, in my mind. And a smile of delight, shared joy, a sense of union in delight. So we gather tonight at Lynda’s home.

this in you.
My work, My call. This is my devotion to it. I am
separate now. I am in communion

August 7, 2019
Lorraine's BIRTHDAY a message sent via email.
The temps here are above 100° for the week ahead. I am heading into a time of isolation and focus as I write the copy for the 29 Pieces website. I pray for discernment, inspiration, and the ability to find the right words.

MARIA → PINK Beautiful TRAUMA I had to clean up that act for submission.

Visionaries, the mystics advise? Some days it seems the best we can do is care-take. Caretake! each other our home the animals the garden the community. Myself? This August 12, 2019, I feel like napping. I've cancelled plans to go to the high school reunion in Columbus. The combo of hurting knee and small.

NEW BEAUTY whenever I stitch things together, there is blood. A needle pierces me. A few days ago I clumsily sliced my finger with a sharpened scissors, slit my finger and blood fell dropped onto a 30 year old Guatemalan quilt I am mending,

My hands don’t move with the learned ease & certainty of an experienced seamstress, still, things the quilts need mending. I love them,

a network of connections Everything that happens to us—good or bad—originated in something we did or thought. THOUGHT = seed tiny, but can grow into a large, deep-rooted wide spreading tree, tears up sidewalk. equivalents

negative thoughts like roots—extend into many other people's lives. equals seed

on coffee. it's counter-intuitive, but slow down. BREATHE. SEPT 9, 2019 Tomorrow, I go to Baylor Frisco for knee surgery with Dr. Barrington. Lord Jesus Christ Son of God have mercy on me

Creating Simple Characters

walker to get around. There is hatred of my the number I see when the doctor points at my weight. The argument that "It's just a number" doesn't work any more. This number indicates, a weight that is structurally too much for my aging joints. There is hatred, how do I sow love?

There is love in the communion of souls who - in communion