I think about the choices I've made in quilting, buying fabric, choosing patterns and doing the work, and know that all quilts made in the early stages are practice pieces. As a matter of fact, everything we do is practice for what comes next.
As I compare quilting to running a race, then I see myself plodding along, being patient--or at least recognizing that I need to find some patience--and knowing that what is called for from me is putting one foot in front of the other and doing it again and again.
Honestly, what I am feeling is more from the trip. I spent time with relatives and friends, and saw how much older my Mother has become, how the kids are all growing up so fast and changing in ways I probably don't even see. I saw some friends and listened to the changes in their lives and know that the more we evolve that the greater the chance is that we will evolve differently and have less in common.
I can hold off the block that didn't come together the way it was meant to be and set it aside to work on later. But there is so much that I cannot hold off and if I put relationships on hold or tuck them away for the next visit, the cost is more probable that they will be lost. I think this is really what I am feeling. I don't want to just go on as if nothing changed, however, going on or going forward is the best thing I can do.
It is my responsibility to be true to myself, to continue growing, to continue making connections. Sure that's how life works when its flowing right and clear and good and clean; and its also about quilting when I make sharp cuts, sew steady seams that match points.
This is a day to be gentle, to enjoy tea, listen to the birds outside and feel the warmth of the sun. Change is inevitable and all I have is this moment.
These blocks will be finished before Wednesday when my local quilting friend comes by for tea. Most likely they will be done this afternoon!
