Connie Wood - Winding Woman's Way

Winding Woman's Way

By Connie Wood

Ironically and as usual, there are several parallel threads running through this project for Passages V:   Staying Connected.   Several times I have wrestled with myself so thoroughly that The Great Spirit has placed people on my path to bring me back, Divine intervention at play.   I thank and acknowledge The Great Spirit for having faith in me when I had none in myself.

I learned.   Life is a process, a journey, and a gift.   Life is an opportunity to grow, learn and discover who we are, what we can be and how we can share.

I remember the day I realized that I had won my wrestling match with depression.   The experience surprised the thunder out of me!   I awoke swimming in bed, luxurious, delicious movement (actually the side-stroke).   Why am I doing this?   What is this feeling?   I realized that I was happy.   Happy for no reason other than happy to be swimming in my bed with a day before me.    Whew!   A breakthrough!   And it continues all of these years later.

Letters in the mail are a gift of someone's time.   They cheer me.   They are a treat to savor, a visit from a friend, a spirit connection to someone you care about.   I like writing letters, thinking of the receiver, speaking to someone as though we are enjoying a cup of coffee at the kitchen table.

When the Tussey's were packing to move from our neighborhood they gave me Mr. Tussey's blind sister's lamps.   The thought of blind Ms. Tussey having lamps is very funny to me.   I chuckle each time I think of them, just as I do thinking of a friend attending the wedding of the tarot card reader and the artist.

Those lamps have to be part of this project.   So do letters.   So does Spirit.   What am I without them?

The four-legged table base becomes the night sky flooded by stars.   It is surrounded and supported by The Great Spirit and faith in the form of Mr. Tussey's blind sister's lamps.   There is a coffee jar top and a doorknob base for fillers.   Coffee I really enjoy.   Door knobs/doors are opportunities and adventures.

The mailbox is decoupage in cancelled postage stamps.   They form roads and crossroads, pathways to spirit and adventure.   There are people and stamps from all over the world.   There is a winding women's way.   There is a smorgasbord of opportunity and choice.

The 'us mail' door holds all of the love stamps I had.   It also tells you where the silver lining is.   The red flag is there partially covered in opportunities and bearing a guardian angel; use it if you need to.

The spacer above the mailbox is a spray paint can top.   Really, we can paint our way out of any situation with help.   Really.

The Divine light on top permeates all like a beacon on a dark night.   Having moved through scary dark nights to the dark nights of wonder that feel so good, I hope some sense of the journey has lightened this piece.

Throughout this project of Staying Connected someone very close to me was wrestling with those same scary thoughts and reached out.   What a wonder full act is the reaching out.   It is a process we are working on.   I am relieved to say there is a visible light now at the end of the tunnel and it is growing brighter.

Life is a process that doesn't end even when our toes turn up for the last time.   In the process of learning is someone else's connection.   We are all related.   Our choices affect others.   I pray that you stay connected.