Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Moving along...

It was very windy last week and I think I'm still feeling the aftermath. When winds come, it seems to accentuate and remind me that things are always moving around, changing and shifting. This continuing episode of a tangle feels very windy and changeable. As I move along with the next tangle sitting on this one, we shall see what happens.

the winds of change
bring a circle of strange

in a sweet chaotic dance
that suspends me in a moment too long
in the ether unfamiliar

my heart beats faster
as my breath stops short
pleading in its own way
to make the dance stop

but in the moment
before I come back down

i see the portrait of
a world undeniable
all potential realized
all things nothing at all

just the flow
is floating there
and all the beating hearts
are joyously nowhere
dancing as one entity
separation unrealized
reconciliation a non-issue

Wednesday, September 19, 2012


This past weekend I had the awesome treat of tangling with some of my CZT buddies. Lesley Scott-Gillilan and Angie Gamble came from Indiana and joined Peg Farmer and myself for a little beading in the morning, and tangling in the afternoon. Our friend Denise also joined us at the shop for a bit of tangle time.
   I am so grateful for the chance to lay the bead shop details aside for just a little bit (as much as I love it!) and just make black lines on a white paper. Slow and easy... nothing to finish, nothing to produce, just lines on a paper. Sigh. Smile. Relax. What a treat.
   Even though I know that the practice of Zentangle is a relaxing stress reliever and just plain fun, it seems that in the past few months I need some other people to set the experiential stage to remind me of that. So thank you, ladies, for your little nudge that gently pushed me into a lovely afternoon.
   Below is what I started that day. I was headed absolutely nowhere with it (there is a string that didn't show up in the photo) and I still don't have any kind of vision for it. All I know is that I can come back to it any time I like. There are no light sources to recapture, no poses to recreate, just a big space of empty nothing to love and appreciate until some other marks come its way. To be continued...

PS: we are getting the tangle-a-day calendar printed soon... stay tuned.