Change the texture of the fiber and the mud...

It has become clear to me that change is afoot.

I do not actively seek change but have learned that I need to accept it rather than fight it - OK so that lesson is only hours old... no more contemptous remarks about change - more like - come along and be my friend!

I have redirected my fiber fetish recently. I still knit some, finishing a long shadowed cross stitch and some sewing. Recently the fiber that I have held is the fiber of a book, the binding, the pages, the words. Reading with a savage thirst for knowledge...

So to close this transition note I offer these words:

God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;

courage to change the things I can;

and wisdom to know the difference.

Living one day at a time;

Enjoying one moment at a time;

Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;

Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it;

Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will;

That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with Him

Forever in the next. Amen.
--Reinhold Niebuhr