It’s very therapeutic, to sew, I have been stitching, filling in the bleach painting I did on my jeans yesterday! As I am stitching, different memories will play in my head. I can see the energy in the stitching, from the colors, even the pattern of the stitch. I have been using the same stitch through out at this point.

Every time I use this stitch, it always comes out a little differently like a fingerprint. It so fun to see the stitch in the fabric, it comes to life. This heart I stitched today reminds me of a Spirograph kit from when I was a little girl, and it’s literally making me cry? I feel like I am setting myself free, allowing, giving myself permission, no judgements, not today!

Letting the tears come, no judgements, witnessing me opening, the crack is pretty big! I’m ready for the pieces to fall away, having patience in limbo is always difficult for me, because I know there’s still more growth to come first. Looking forward to more surprises, the stitching tells the story.