A never ending story ... "Someone fills the cup in front of us ..."

Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills 

the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness. -Rumi

The quote from Persian mystic and poet Rumi says it all for me. It's a beautiful day in my Pacific Northwest neighborhood, I'm excited to be alive and want to fill some cups, just like Rumi said. A metaphor? A ritual? An invitation? Yes to all of these. Timing is the secret to comedy, and the time seems right to fill the cup in front of me.

Earlier this month I wrote about the inspiration and the back story behind my latest excitement.

A dangle of paper cups have started to hang from safety pins in our Quonset hut. When we find our camera or buy another, we'll post pictures. In the meantime, the photo below will give you a beautiful image what the folded cups look like. These rain cups have been a source of inspiration ever since I first saw them.

How to start?

Try folding your first cup.

The instructions ABOVE are pretty easy to follow. The instructions suggest an 8x8 inch piece of paper but smaller (4x4's) work just fine; and if you have big paper, great. If you need a little more help try here.


Friday, June 21, 2013 is the first day of Summer, Summer Solstice. Great time for celebration and ritual. We'll be gathering in our orchard to fold cups and welcome summer.

Will you fold cups, too?