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Here we are at the end of summer.  We had a power cut last night and ended the beautiful day with a much needed early night.  No power of any kind.  No lights, no hot water, no phones, nothing.  This happens fairly freqently in this little corner of Somerset.  The art of success lies in remembering what was on so that it can be switched off.  This avoids rude awakenings in the small hours – which is often when the power comes back on again.


So, this morning was an early start.  A beautiful start.  A wander round the valley in the cut fields was a bank holiday treat.

I am intrigued by the array of stunning webs and the ingenuity of how spiders link points together.  They use what they have available and make something beautiful from it.  The dew and early sun add drama and impact.  And it all starts again the next evening.

Late swallows are chattering away and leaving with friends to mark the turning of seasons.

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Re-entering my life after a period of absence.  Trying myself out again. Do I still engage with knitting, spinning, art, creativity?  How have these elements changed in my life during my period of vacation?

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Let me re-introduce myself.  I am re-grounding.  I set up perimeters to establish routine, ritual, habits.  Boundaries and disciplines enabling devices to think straight and channel direction.

First on the list is walking.  Daily.  Not just walking, which has to be done everyday with the dogs, but walking with awareness and attention.  I notice the ordinary becoming extraordinary.  Smells, sounds, sights.  I am gaining a sense of place which reflects in my work.

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Second, I love what is around me and take time to enjoy the everyday stuff of life.  Feeding the birds, growing plants, trying to engage with details.  I have slowed my pace.

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I am working again.  Drawing and making art.  I established a routine of between 10 and 30 minutes a day.  This has become a ritual.  Already I have worked everyday for over 22 weeks.  To my astonishment I find that I am establishing a body of work.  Out of the discipline of everyday work new ideas emerge and forge forward.  I am excited and feeling positive.  I am becoming the artist I am but it is happening from within, quietly, surely.

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Spinning and knitting have slipped into new roles of calm and purpose without any rush, comparison.  Like the art, they are acts more of meditation and reflective process than about the need to complete and critique.

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I am reading…………….. consuming words and concepts as if I was back at uni again!  Discovering like minds and companions who speak the same or similar language to me.  Also those who dont.  Other minds, disciplines, ways of seeing.  Lifelines.

Not so much hands to hold but lights in the darkness.