a pair of earrings i had completed
and, yes, that is cat hair you see
having been away from my bench for nearly 3 months,
getting downstairs
and entering that space
was,
well,
jarring.
ignoring the evidence
of my cat walking
across each surface
and finding things to bat,
bat, bat...
it was a concrete visual
of how quickly life can change.
it was left
as though i was to return momentarily.
only i didn't.
and in that span of elapsed time,
i became more.
deeply grateful to be there,
i struck my singing bowl
and allowed the humming to fill me.
grateful to be picking things up
and setting things right.
i won't be down there for any stretch of time,
not just yet -
the body won't allow it.
but the visit with my shadow self,
leaves me feeling a bit more whole.
i am happy -
