Central Coast Weavers Guild Retreat
Camp Ocean Pines
Cambria, CA
November 8-10, 2019
You were dreamin'
On a park bench
'bout a broad highway somewhere
When the music from the carillon
Seemed to hurl your heart out there
Past the scientific darkness
Past the fireflies that float
To an angel bending down
To wrap you in her warmest coat
And you ask
What am I not doing
She says
Still you argue for an option
Still you angle for your case
Like you wouldn't know a burning bush
If it blew up in your face
Yeah, we scheme about the future
And we dream about the past
When just a simple reaching out
Might build a bridge that lasts
When just a simple reaching out
Might build a bridge that lasts
And you ask
What am I not doing
She says
Your voice cannot command
In time you will move mountains
And it will come through your hands
Through your hands
You must do with all your heart
There are thoughts enough
To blow men's minds
And tear great worlds apart
There's a healing touch to find you
As music flyin'
Don't ask what you are not doing
Because your voice cannot command
And it will come through your hands.
Through Your Hands, John Hiatt, 1990
Through Your Hands, John Hiatt, 1990
Thank you to the CCW Guild for the Scholarships "Camperships" which allows
first-timer Guild members an opportunity to attend
the Camp Ocean Pines Retreat.
The Cousteau Cabin Newbies
The Cousteau Cabin Newbies
Thank you to the Sharing Hands: Flo, Kathy, Nancy, iRene, Rich, Jannie, Carol, Teresa, Roberta, Glenda, Ginny, and Cindy.