Daily Mending- January 21

 Trying to figure out the blue chakra square.  Nothing sewn as yet.  This is surprising as blue is my favorite color.  Nothing seems "right".  Perhaps it's the charka itself. Communication, expression, truth, meditation. I might have more problems with these things than I thought?

I will continue to look at the blue cloth in the closets.  Green went thru many missteps before it was exactly what I wanted.  Or "it" wanted-- to meld with yellow and a touch of pink.  Cloth has a way of speaking it's mind. Communicating.

The sky was clear last night and so many stars.  I found Orion.  His belt is easy for me to find.  Usually over the front door of the house.  Riley and I would stand and look at Orion's belt.  That dog loved to look up at the stars with me.  Sunday's paper usually has a star map. I'll look thru the recycling to see if I can find it. A Star Map.

And why do I call them squares as none of the finished ones are actually square? They resisted the square-ness of the making.  This sounds strange ...but my experiences with cloth have been .....odd to say the least. I make and then I look and see how the cloth is not happy and then I unsew.  I unsew so many many times. Lots of work is unfinished.  The cloth and I could not come to an agreement.

I bring out these projects and I can see the disagreement still exists.  But no solution is "there" yet.  So the cloth and I wait.  And I think about "what if" I do this or that.  One very large project- many separate parts- waiting 20 years I think.  One square is wanting to have the hand appliqued sawtooth sashing strips attached (not pieced).  The strips may not stay but there is "wanting".  Everything about this project is wanting some forward movement.  Everything was hand sewn.  No machine work.  And what was supposed to be four squares became eight (20  inches square). And that meant so many more sashing strips.  

My fellow quilters thought I was insane.  But perhaps...adding one strip to one side?  Just to see if I was right in making them.  They were not part of the pattern.  Hardly anything is part of the pattern.

I got my hair cut today.  My stylist/gardening friend was running about an hour behind. So I got to listen to the women talking.  Then....I just let all the voices blur and mix as I waited.  Almost every one was getting their hair foiled.  So time consuming for the stylist.   I watched the same movements as I moved my eyes around the room and the voices added a sort of "music" to the movements. Not  a job I would enjoy.