prayer wings

 

It makes no difference what I'm working on, there is a certain way I go about creating. I never start and finish one item at a time. I like to get as many going as I can with the supplies available so first I measure in my own way then cut, then sew, it just seems to be easier to keep the same tools out to get these jobs done, and after a while I get to start the fun stuff with all different kinds of bits and pieces.

These little folded and stuffed beauties have been on my work table and in my hands for a couple of weeks now during these many emotional times, so much sadness and worry and then some happiness and joy and more bad news and suddenly a glimmer of hope that also comes with more feelings of wondering if we will ever get on the right side of it all. 

So I sat, surrounded by pieces of deerskin, beads of glass, wood, clay, bone & metal, feathers from owl, crow, jay, pheasant and magpie and many years worth of accumulated treasures to play with. As usual, I let everything talk to me, let each bead say where it wanted to be and which feathers it fit best with and when was too much or if there were more that wanted to gather and most important ... when to stop!

I also sat with deep thoughts and sometimes a heavy, troubled heart and so much uncertainty but holding all the items, especially the ones gifted by nature, lent a very soothing rhythm to the days and at the end of each time at the work table I always felt so much better. 

I don't know for sure if these are finished yet and there are a few more waiting their turns but today the sun was just right for taking a few photos so I did and I thought they deserved a name and decided on prayer wings because that's what they are full of ... 

my prayers for peace and calm and health and decency and change.

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