Here’s my second try at my Wild Woman Within pillow almost finished (I ran out of pillow stuffing so it’s not quite done).
As I was stitching in the last donkey, (really the first donkey, but I stitched her last) the obvious idea of a path came to mind. Then, I felt the anger rise in me. I was suddenly annoyed and angry at the idea of following the old path, of doing things the way they have always been done. Find your own way, I almost shouted, but started stitching instead.
It wasn’t until I got to the “o” in “own” that I realized I was writing backwards. It was so strange, and I’ve never done this before, and once I realized I was doing it I had to really concentrate on how to continue writing backwards.
I still don’t know what happened, but I’m intrigued. I wonder what will happen next.
The words are: “The wild woman within walks the woods of my soul, before my heart could sing I dreamed of love, The snake of my spine is an arrow of confidence, find you own way”.