a year ago today i tripped over my sweet black puppy, jake, who was sleeping on a black rug - in the dark. such a stupid accident since i had many times nearly tripped over him on that rug - but never responded to my inner voice that told me to get
rid of that rug! anyway, i broke my left foot - for the
third time. my right has only once been broken, insulted in much the same way; by my clumsiness and failure to acknowledge the wisdom that now fairly
screams at me to be careful.
today i celebrate being upright and whole even though i'm still mending soft tissue and nerves...that can take a long time. but i'm here and that counts for a lot in my book, and the pain i still feel from that break, and the ones before, help ensure that i'm more aware of where/how i'm moving. for that i'm grateful.
while my break a year ago was physical, there are emotional and spiritual breaks that occur in life, too, and that was on my mind as i made today's quilt:
etude III
(healing in the broken places)
i wish you healing in your broken places!
-karen anne