I want to write today, if just for me. My head is full. As are many of yours. We are all processing, many of us angry, frustrated, many of us looking for solutions, ways to support. I donated to Campaign Zero…
You should do what you’re comfortable doing. But do something. I have some reading to do, when I’m done with this and some other school stuff I need to do tonight. A little reading a day is good for you anyway. It should be about race and racism right now, I think. I tried to have a conversation with my students this morning…they ended up writing some things, but not saying much. Anything. I know if we were meeting in person, they would. But we’re not. So there’s that.
Saturday was a lot of TV noise, which eventually gets heavy and hard to watch. I hiked.
I went somewhere with big wide trails and not a lot of people.
This clears my head. Although it doesn’t really make it better.
I always tell my students that white people have messed up a lot of things in the world.
Things we had no right to do. I guess my place in all that is to keep talking to the kids.
I went to Crestridge Ecological Reserve, by the way.
It was warm. My legs felt like spaghetti. I felt off.
I did not hike fast. I just walked and looked and breathed.
Something that we don’t allow everyone to do.
I’m looking for other ways to spread my care. Someone suggested going to buy from our local shops that were broken into…I’m giving them a day or two to clean up, and then will head over there. I think my dentist is one of them. Not quite ready for that, unfortunately.
I’d like to buy some fabric, thread, or embroidery stuff from BIPOC, if someone wants to point me in the right direction. Googling for that is not effective. Although I found this and will make my way through it.
Did I mention that I totally freaked myself out on this walk because I was alone? And the crows were everywhere and circling and cawing and just being kinda nerve-wracking? I don’t like hiking alone sometimes. I get anxious.
Eventually I decided they were just enjoying the thermals and soaring all over for fun.
Intent is important.
All of our intent.
It was an OK hike. I didn’t feel well. I was freaked out. I didn’t go as far as I wanted because I was worried about my blood sugar and being alone.
So there’s that.
I did a dot on Saturday night…the crab to the left of the purple spool.
Small…
But cute. I did start Sunday’s dot, mostly finished it, but now it wants beads, so I have to deal with pulling those back out and trying to find a thread and needle that will work with beads. I was too tired last night to deal with that. I also made a mask for an art show I’m in, but I delayed the posting of the show for a week to allow space for all the protests and comments. It feels wrong to be putting up a COVID-related show today. Next Monday, I’ll feel better about it. Maybe.
Sigh. I cut some stuff out Saturday night, but work and packing up art (oh wait, I packed up art for my Patreon patrons…but forgot pictures of two of them. Oh well.). Here’s two of them.
I finished the edges and packed them up. I also repotted a bunch of succulents that were having issues. And watered things. It was a busy day.
Today too. But I did cut things out. I said that. Here they are.
I didn’t cut anything out last night. Maybe tonight? I hope so.
I still haven’t exercised today. My brain. Is fuzz.
I spend too many hours on a computer these days.
OK. Well. Decisions about tonight? It’s almost dinner time. Book? Maybe. Stitching? Definitely. At least finish a dot or something. Exercise? Hopefully. Sleep? Well I didn’t do that very well last night. I’m losing my hair and the horrific hot flashes are back, after being gone for about 9 months or so. Ugh. Plus my brain is not apparently into falling asleep. Oh yeah, got 7 hours of training to do as well before the end of the month. I went to school today to try to pack stuff up. Eh. Chaos in there. I’ll have to go back after they do the floors.
Until then, forward me places to send my thread and fabric money. I have relevant books to read. I put more on hold…they are 22 weeks out! Ah, the library. I might buy a few of them instead. Peace to all. May there be change and may it be drastic.
Kathy Nida 