first splintless handwriting since april,
the quote is from leslie avon miller: paper has it's own language"
today i drove two hours to lake placid to see my orthopedic doctor.
i can now be splintless during the day,
as long as i'm not being too rough.
i wear the splint at night for another three months, until i next visit.
the tendon is healing,
about 50 percent,
slowly but surely.
a surprise awaited me in the mail,
a drop spindle made by kevin from a morgan kozo shaft,
and an inscribed whorl
"expressly made for velma, ms. shifu"
and on the very bottom, the morgan logo
susan sent me her first shifu the other day.
i was so very moved.
(it included a "map" of our workshop learning.)
a repeat today, of tears welling up,
when this lovely memento from the morgan arrived.
the enthusiasm for shifu and spinning kozo continues:
in cleveland there is a shifu group.
~~~~~
this summer i have seen it happen:
when someone is sparked by an idea,
or an idea catches them,
or something resonates and compels and needs to be explored.
~~~~~
so after lunch i slept deeply,
adjusting to my finger's allowed mobility is strange
adjusting to being home and quiet for a time
also strange
adjusting to thinking about some books that are
brewing, brings excitement.
august, indeed.
