MY WORLD ~ Enchanted by 'Enfoldments' - Part 3

This place alone took us back to a time when life had a
different pace and did not run away with the speed of a
racing car. Measuring distance by how far a horse could
take one in a day and time by available daylight.
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Working with the concentration of coiled springs on the making

of our books . . . writing with steeped Eucalyptus ink and a handy

stick or brush a single word over and over on a large sheet of

paper. A word that held the meaning of this week of discovery,

that summed up our personal feelings about this particular journey.

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Dyeing in the steaming cauldron . . .

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watching and waiting as our bundles soaked up colour . . .
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letting them cool before opening the surprise in store
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and wonder of wonders, among oohs and aahs, unwrapping
leaf prints of our windfaall gatherings, always under the ever

so gentle guidance of our mentor India Flint, author of

Eco-Colour, botanical alchemist, felt maker, costumiere, her

speech as soft as her imprint on nature. Only use found materials,

windfalls, garden clippings, never robbing living plants unless

they be especially grown for the purpose of gazetted weeds.
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Below, the stitched, over dyed and then cut up paper for our

book covers. Somehow the hours spent in quietly stitching
pieces of cloth, felt, lace, silk or anythng else we shared, the

windfall walks to gather our dye stuff, the wrapping and

bundling using the string we made on the first evening and
then cutting up the created 'art' work grounded us firmly into

our place in the universe, diminishing our ego and letting us

enjoy the process without pre-conceived ideas. It gave us the
freedom to be ourselves.
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Out of this new found freedom grew our books, pages within

pages, pockets of mementos of our rambles, writing of sounds

and impressions of our surroundings and a sense of cohesive

togetherness of these 18 women from disperate walks of life
intent on the same purpose.
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Truly a week of learning, wonder and enchantment as the

individual beads strung themselves into a shining necklace

each one of us carried away in our hearts.

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Thank you India for being our guide and mentor, a keeper

of the world and most of all for being my precious daughter.
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