The world feels like it is unraveling, like loose stitches in a seam that has needed attention for a while but has been ignored for far too long. I am constantly searching for ways to best respond to these times with well-thought-out action. It is an ongoing process.

I pulled that abandoned quilt out and had a second look. That little voice stated the obvious: I had left this quilt halfway... I had walked away in frustration and defeat because of the perception of it not meeting some kind of perfectionist standards for quilting. My uneven stitches and squares, imperfectly sewn together, had resulted in a quilt that embarrassed me. So it was banished to the back of a closet never to see the light of day again… until it was time to move houses.