I did some more weaving on the piece my collie, Ember, decided to chew on last night.
I really enjoyed the process of weaving it by the camp fire last night and again while sitting out in the woods this morning with my tea. Last night I was so frustrated when Ember grabbed it, loosened up all the threads and it got all wonky, but in the end it helped me to keep the piece more primitive, organic, rustic and less fussy. So thanks Ember for being my Zen Dog of weaving.
I want to share one more element of the story that got woven into this piece. I recently went back home for the second family funeral in a very short time, two Brother's-in-law and both died way too young of lung cancer. I have only been back home 2 or 3 times in the last 23 years so I stopped by the house I grew up in and my Dad's grave. He completed suicide when I was 9 so this was a very emotional journey. When I got there his grave was surrounded by a semi circle of many feathers, both very large and very small, that had been molted by geese. Goose feathers, I was told, symbolize "Going Home" which made me think of my brothers-in-law both arriving in heaven and my arriving back home after being gone so long.
I incorporated 2 of the smallest feathers from my Dad's grave into my woven piece and it is so rich with symbolism on so many levels now. I left one of the biggest ones on his grave, poked into the soil with the red roses. Thanks for listening.
Linda, What an incredible journey. To some, this would seem simplistic, but it is so rich, as you said, on so many levels. It's how healing works sometimes and you never know how it will be handed to you. Many blessings my friend.
ReplyDeleteThank you Debbie, you are such a dear friend and your words about healing are very true. I am so happy you are in my life again!
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