Wow, love this and your sweet voice! Here are my thoughts on the verse choice. World unraveling may be a bit dark but day is unraveling just doesn't quite carry the weight needed to keep this song's poignancy. You could keep it vague like "it's all unraveling" or just keep the world verse. There is a beautiful native american tale where a woman weaver (who makes the world) has her piece accidentally unravelled by her dog. She does not get upset. She simply begins weaving a new tapestry even more beautiful than before. I love what you are saying about knitting together with eachother strong. Weirdly in these tough times i do feel more closely with my community.
I'm reading If Women Rose Rooted by Sharon Blackie. She writes of how women were the creators of the world in ancient myths and stories until Adam and Eve, when women became relegated to the role of servant and sidekick. This story you mention falls perfectly into that understanding - The weaver is such a beautiful image, and it feels true. Her response to soften and start again...
I think you're right that perhaps "it's all unraveling" is the right direction - vague enough but we have all felt that feeling of ''it's all unraveling" before - be it our plans, our day, our government, etc. but not pointed enough to trigger fear.
In the last year, I've been turning toward my community like never before, and intentionally creating more community too. It's the glue that we forgot we had in the cabinet as we plowed forward into technology and covid and more. Now that I've remember the value, I want to put glue on just about everything!
Wow, love this and your sweet voice! Here are my thoughts on the verse choice. World unraveling may be a bit dark but day is unraveling just doesn't quite carry the weight needed to keep this song's poignancy. You could keep it vague like "it's all unraveling" or just keep the world verse. There is a beautiful native american tale where a woman weaver (who makes the world) has her piece accidentally unravelled by her dog. She does not get upset. She simply begins weaving a new tapestry even more beautiful than before. I love what you are saying about knitting together with eachother strong. Weirdly in these tough times i do feel more closely with my community.
I'm reading If Women Rose Rooted by Sharon Blackie. She writes of how women were the creators of the world in ancient myths and stories until Adam and Eve, when women became relegated to the role of servant and sidekick. This story you mention falls perfectly into that understanding - The weaver is such a beautiful image, and it feels true. Her response to soften and start again...
I think you're right that perhaps "it's all unraveling" is the right direction - vague enough but we have all felt that feeling of ''it's all unraveling" before - be it our plans, our day, our government, etc. but not pointed enough to trigger fear.
In the last year, I've been turning toward my community like never before, and intentionally creating more community too. It's the glue that we forgot we had in the cabinet as we plowed forward into technology and covid and more. Now that I've remember the value, I want to put glue on just about everything!