Sometimes she felt like a wind-up toy that’s lost its key .
Footnote: This ink arrived after a friend of mine told me this was how she was feeling. When I sent her the little girl she asked why the key was part of her head – and why so big? Maybe she’s showing us that the key’s actually been there all along. Perhaps she just lost sight of her own ability to get herself going again? Turn key not lost at all – just run down. Or she’s become unraveled by certain circumstances. The key to getting going again might be in questioning (and in future, avoiding) what initiated her current unraveled state? Well worth some further thought (as her large thinking cap might suggest).
(Clunk & Jam book, 2019)
She forever hoped that noone would ever find what she spent every waking hour hiding – and hiding from .
Personal footnote: We all have secrets – and secret fears. And sometimes we have ‘leftover’ fears, the ones we experienced long ago and the threat is actually long over but we feel the fear and respond to it like it’s still fresh and real. This ‘ink’ seems to be suggesting an emptying of pockets to free herself from the lingering things that may still confine her – and/or define her in a negative light.
For some of us, our greatest task in life is to rewire our minds and the ingrained responses it triggers by challenging those fears – replacing them with new experiences. Think … re-filling our pockets with good stuff. Re-shaping ourself. And each time you have a win (or even fail) you get stronger and more confident in doing things you once avoided. Didn’t think you could do. Her arrival seems to pose questions like… what’s stopping you making changes in your life? What are you afraid of? What are you hiding? Hiding from? What’s stopping you going places outside of your comfort zone? ‘Feel the fear It’s how we grow. Her waffle pants seem to suggest space for the filling – room to move?
(She appears in Clunk & Jam, 2019)
What are we going to do girls?
Footnote: The ‘Inks’ usually arrive on their own but one day things were really, really hard and so they all arrived together. Sometimes we have to call on others to help us work things out.
(Clunk & Jam book, 2019).
They thought they’d made her disappear. But giving up wasn’t in her repertoire .
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(New Age BOy Series, Clunk & Jam book).
Home So Sweet .
There was a fine woman, who opened a fine house, that fed appetites lost from patches laced with weathering sticks – woven by hand and time. She offered a piece of her welcoming world and a heart rich like the earth she lovingly engraved. A home full of sweet delights. Where black felt bows and creamy cloth wrap around you like a shawl and cocoon the soul so snug. Where the rush to do, to see, to be, is held effortlessly still by orchard, earth and sky. And moments seem so endlessly full, they linger like a week. And when it’s time to go, you know you never really leave. For when the mind now wanders far or night does suddenly fall, memories of stars never so bright that cast a dome of wonder over such a rare and precious place – keep friendships fresh and memories forever close.
Find in ‘Clunk & Jam‘ book. Ruth’s farm, Yallingup Western Australia.
