It's odd. The signs in this airport say "Welcome to Charlotte USA." No state. No identifiers. Just Charlotte. I'm waiting for a flight from Charlotte USA to Guatemala City.
For quite a few years I've been part of a lovely group called Weave A Real Peace (WARP). Most of the members are involved in fiber arts–weavers, spinners, knitters–and have an interest in development of textile communities in need around the world.
I love getting together with these women. They're fascinating. They're talented. And going to meetings with them is like vacationing with much loved friends. I like listening to the projects they're involved in. I like learning new techniques. It always makes me happy.
Last year, we went to learn about Gullah culture and indigo in South Carolina. This year, we're headed to Guatemala. We'll visit weavers. And on Saturday night, there will be a full moon over Lake Atitlan. I can feel myself aligning with the rhythm of the trip.