
Little by little, I had to recover
From misshapen realities that hit me like feverish fiascos
Little by little, I am building up what was lost
Like the egg nest, I strived to have
Musings of a Sanguine Christian Woman
This site is about sharing my thoughts, views, and discoveries, as a Christian woman.
Little by little, I had to recover
From misshapen realities that hit me like feverish fiascos
Little by little, I am building up what was lost
Like the egg nest, I strived to have
Little by little, I will recover
The heart of who I am
Little by little, turbulent tranquillity is giving way
To tranquillity…beyond bliss
Stormy nights of real realities
Creating an illusion of waving winter wheat and faceless faces
If I were the wind
On balmy days
I will sail into the wild
Over splashes of indigo
And magenta in twilight
Because of you, O faceless faces
Of an unspoken language
I had to settle for turbulent tranquillity
In the midst of feverish fiascos
Whiles wishing and trying to reach
For the candy cabinet
Of the day after eventually
Eventually…
Maybe the day after eventually
I shall open my egg nest
Of an unspoken language
In painted words
The heart of who I am
Homespun fabric
With patches of moldy mishaps,
And splashes of indigo
In painted words
For nearly burying yesterdays
Of the heart of who I am
— the candy cabinet of splashes of indigo and magenta in twilight beyond bliss….
May the faceless faces
Of misshapen realities and stormy nights
Both impressive and ludicrous
Be lost in lava swirls and twin flames forever
One last reminder
Real realities
Are a mix of balmy days, stormy nights,
Splashes of indigo,
Magenta in twilight
Both impressive and ludicrous
Little by little, an unspoken language will become painted words of understanding, beyond bliss in splashes of indigo…
“I will not cut my conscience to suit this year’s fashion.” – Unknown
Good day, beautiful people!
I brightened up when I saw the prompt, ‘fabric’. I’m a fashion designer and fabrics are the guilty pleasures of a designer. We love to collect fabrics, because for some of us, each fabric we collect are opportunities we know we might not encounter again. So we seize it, literarily or figuratively. We might not have faintest clue what we want to do with the fabric.
Let me personalise it. I may not have a clue, what type of apparel to make of the fabric, but a most suitable design will come up. Until then, it’s stored as a treasure, a work of arts. I almost cry when, I have to cut some beautiful fabric to fashion a design. It feels like I’m destroying a meticulously done art work.
That was about fabric in it’s first meaning.
A fabric is deliberately woven to bring to live a design, a complex looking colour, a texture or pattern. Sometimes it’s spontaneous, but not always. This also describes us.
There are different fabrics of individuals. Some are beautiful but coarse; soft but plain; light and delicate; dark but functional. Individually, we could be any of these or more — more or less, but no two fabrics are the same, even if they are of the same colour. Different threads of live and experiences weave us as individuals into what we are now, and the weaving begins from God’s mind and His reason for creating an individual, through different stages of life/living, to the last breathe. God could begin weaving us as colourful silk and life throws in a different yarn. That is why it’s important to find out who God originally created us to be, before we begin, believe the yarn life is spinning. Life, situation, circumstances may throw us some yarn; but we need to believe in the original fabric we are made of, so we don’t apply an unsuitable design and pattern on our lives.
We need to identify the yarn, that is alien to our original fabric and pull it out, before it becomes too tightly woven. And if a yarn has become too tightly woven to remove, we study it, harness it’s strength and use it to our advantage.
We must learn to stay true to the main fiber of our being no matter what life tries to weave into us. It’s within our right and choice to pull out what will tarnish the original fabric design of our being.
Most of it comes from the mind. If we don’t allow it in, it won’t be a part of us. That is why the Bible says, “Guard your heart, with all diligence, for out of it flows the issues of life.”
Never allow into your mind, what you don’t want to become. If it comes, chase it out of your mind. How do we know what should or shouldn’t be allowed in our minds?
“Finally, brethren, whatsoever things are true, whatsoever things are honest, whatsoever things are just, whatsoever things are pure, whatsoever things are lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, if there be any praise, think on these things” – Philippians 4:8
Shalom💚