Sometimes a lot gets done even though it seems like nothing gets done. This weekend was like that. It felt wattless, but maybe wasn’t.
A new charm is underway. The finished sigil is for protection but given how disoriented I feel (blame it on the July temperatures in the middle of October!) — perhaps I ought to make one for clarity?
Finn and I just walked in air so hot and muggy that I might actually put the AC on (again! we broke down & got it going on Saturday). Meanwhile, D texted me while I was rounding the corner of Maplewood to say: it’s snowing hard in Boulder.
A weekend that saw me puttering, cleaning, sorting stuff (STUFF!) down in the studio and elsewhere, also saw a few things being completed, born, or dusted off. 
Since Tina Zaffiro asked about pouches, I pressed the two I came across in my cleaning to share. Also: partnered up cloth downstairs for some new ones. Think: Christmas. I like to get going before Thanksgiving on my Christmas list, that way shopping and making feel fun instead of oppressive.
The fish pouch is ideal for my Orisha Tarot deck because it easily houses the book as well as the cards. Also, the lining is silk which is reputed to have the power to filter out negativity.
That’s it! I should be wearing all silk, all the time!
And now I’m just avoiding writing, so bye. Have a great start to your week!
love these asides that come from out of the blue (((Dee)))!
Thank you … seeing the picture has me thinking i should make some pouches for Christmas gifts too. Here is Milwaukee we have had crazy warm weather as well. I can’t remember the last time I got so much yard work done in the fall.
They make nice gifts.
You’re an artist so you might visualize your inner self lined in silk. Convenient since there’s nothing to remember to carry :—> Very nice pouch. I have one of those wonderful circle gems on the model Hand that hangs out with important seashells on the window sill. I think it’s working ’cause I’ve had no intruders :—>
I heard Tim O’Brien read from his book “The Things They Carried” this weekend. It was powerful. (In one of the last in Ken Burns’s The Vietnam War series). In a silly corollary I ought to recite the things I give away because I so often forget. Thanks for the reminder! And thanks for the visualization idea. Why didn’t I think of that? Silk as tactile sheath. Silk as abstract energy.