I had no intention of making another streaming pillow for the show. I actually started a new quilt thinking I might get it done by next Saturday. But apparently I have little discipline. I woke up thinking “I washed myself clean with the power of love.” I couldn’t resist. It even got me out of bed before the sun came up. I couldn’t wait to get to the studio and start sewing.
I knew it had to be pink. I sat at my machine and the queen of hearts, roses and love flowed out of me. I couldn’t believe I was stitching hearts. And yet it felt nothing like the over-used, cliche symbol I had always seen it as. Suddenly it had it’s original power and I understood it and was using it.
” I washed myself clean with the power of love/float me on rose petals/ truth and roses/ healing waters/ letting go and gifts of plenty”