Laundry Line Divine

I am a living breathing testimony to Sisterhood.
I live it in my home life here.
I live it with my friends who shore me up when the waves of life could take me under.
I live it with my Collaborator Karen.
I live it in my Moon Circle.
I live it in my Community.
I live it in my Family.
I live it in my Soul.

And the Upride of my Life came when I entered MamaGena’s School of the Womanly Arts. This weekend they are gathering in New York City for the second week of Spring Mastery.

Thank you Sisters.
These little ferns are the magic that you are each to me.
All my love, S

You can see I am mad about spirals. Yesterday in the garden, I investigated these with my 5 year old partner. We found all sorts of fiddleheads, pink ones, white ones and rather gritty looking ones.

Just like life, eh? Gritty and pink. As the days have passed since our discussion of “Who Does She Think She Is?” on Saturday evening, I cannot stop the constant question of measuring success in my day. Capturing these fiddleheads with my pal does not win me any awards or fees, but certainly fills my heart with joy. I hope you all will pitch in to this discussion of what makes success, for women and men in life. There is a tenderness and integrity in giving the gifts we are blessed to embody.

For the past 3 days I have been sewing.

Now, you could holler across the cyber waves at me and say, “Suzi- what else do you do? Sew? Make hats? For teenagers?” Fair enough. One day I am leading a workshop with Karen on the Daily-Ness of Art. One day I am lounging around thinking about that workshop. The next day I am kneeling in a sea of horsehair, organza and velvet while ruminating over how to make a 22 inch circle fit on a 22 inch lumpy noggin. Just this morning I completed the 6th hat and delivered them to the dress rehearsal of my son’s high school production of “St. Joan”. If you live in the Berkshires, you could come see it- for more than the hats. Teenagers doing Shaw is worth the ticket.

But, yes. I sew. I know how to make hats. I am fascinated with knots, thread and needles. I love to cut things in to shapes. It follows I guess, rather obviously, but worth noting, that I live the Daily-Ness of Art simply by being the parent I am. Does this measure up to success? By my measuring tape, I think it does.

Tomorrow I will be baking Sweet Amandine’s almond cookies. Until then, look at all the ways you measure success and keep me posted. Look for the whorling ferns and notice the next hat you see.

With all my love and a little bit of Rumi- Suz

Let yourself be silently drawn
by the stronger pull of what you really love.