I learned to knit several years ago to avoid going postal on my coworkers. I liked them plenty, but we were in a traveling theater company and spent a year, very together. There were four of us, and tensions are bound to arise. When the air in our little van got thick, out came my knitting needles for some calming yarn meditation.
For the women of my grandmother’s generation, crafts like knitting and quilting were a matter of necessity. For me, these hobbies are more a matter of personal and spiritual fulfillment. By putting my hands to work, I’m able to indulge in the meditative rhythm of the process, explore my creative potential and create something useful or beautiful to share with those around me.
While crafting has a reputation for quaintness, its potential to energize the soul is anything but. You never know when your old embroidery hoop might be the key to your own spiritual renaissance.
One ball of string
has countless possibilities:
lace, crochet, tatting,
macramé, knitting, weaves.
Or simple, just-for-fun-things:
braiding, pom-pom chicks,
string art snowflakes, rag-doll wigs.
From to coils of rope,
to finger-lace hair-braids,
misanga mementos, yarn doll souvenirs,
dream catcher keepsakes, friendship bracelets.
Useful, functional, and convenient.
One life has countless opportunities.
Help me find enough time to empathize;
time enough to help.
"What kind of handiwork do you do that
relaxes you and inspires your creativity?"