There’s been a bit of a gap since I last blogged here. I think the dullness of the pandemic stemmed my online flow of words and I have been a little self-absorbed. On the other hand, perhaps I was just lazy not to share and didn’t think anyone would be interested in what I was doing. Are both ‘excuses’ or ‘symptoms’ of one another? I believe so. Now back on track and what a wonderful autumnal day to lift the spirits. I hiked around a local country park this morning, so so pretty, golds, reds and greens, I love this season before all the trees become bare and the days too short.
Today I read an article online in Psychology Today by Leon F. Seltzer about being self-absorbed, how focus can become narrow and vision blurred, self-criticism, unhealthy rumination, how one can compress life into something beyond comfort (his words written in my layman’s terms, not a direct quote here). So interesting once having read facts, that some of these ‘negatives’ can be turned to ‘positives’, how being narrow visioned can be good on occasion, how rumination can be specific thinking and how you can be kinder to yourself.
A few years ago I may have thought this was all mumbo jumbo, hogwash, claptrap. Not now. The pandemic, for me and others, has allowed focus on things of importance. Many things in my current life remain important. Some things I have let go. My walking buddy this morning told me of a book she’d read, Spark Joy by Marie Kondo (I had previously dipped into this but only reorganised my lingerie drawer!). It’s about organising your ‘things’ and only keeping those that make you happy. Perhaps that has happened in many homes since March 2020.
A day for revelations.
I recently began a crochet project and I am loving it. Every day I am finding time to do a few rows. Every day I love deciding which colour to crochet next. Every day I tell myself it is using up excess piles of yarn and I can look forward to searching out new ones to purchase and new projects to plan. My name is Tina and I am a yarnaholic !
My usual ‘thing’ is knitting and I dabble with sewing too. It’s so refreshing to be making something right now and enjoying every minute of it. There have been a few moments in the last few months when I haven’t had as much joy from crafting as I should have had. This week, this moment, this summer I am have a ‘Marie Kondo’ moment, yarnwise. I am sorting my yarn stash – deciding whether it ‘brings me joy’ or if I am ready to ‘let go’ and gift it to someone else (occasionally it goes back into the stash for another project, that’s allowed). I haven’t Marie Kondo’d any other areas of my life – but I almost feel I have joined the MK movement!
Who else is loving their crafting right now?
Here are two more chunky hats knitted for a local homeless charity I can not donate time to the cause but I can donate craft and a hat is whipped up in two or three knitting sessions. It’s good for the soul to give something back in any way I can. I admire those who do more.
This hat making is helping me clear some of my yarn stash too so it’s a win-win situation. There’s a lot in the media right now about clearing and cleaning your life which seems to involve sorting out and tidying up and getting rid of things that don’t spark joy aka Marie Kondo styling. This yarn is lovely, nice colours, great to knit with (Adriafil Mistero) but it wasn’t making me smile a lot as it’s left from previous projects and there was never enough to do anything bigger. It was languishing in a cupboard. I am so glad to have re-found it and hopefully it will spark joy for someone else in more than one way.
However …. as much as I am enjoying the hat making I know I am putting off other things, including finishing knitting and sewing larger projects. It is very satisfying to see something grow quickly and then be gifted. I am talking about my recent baby knits and quick projects. This morning I looked at a few half done/three quarters done/tangled/mistaken projects in my craft room. I looked, then ‘hid’ them from myself until another day. I am wondering if it’s not just my crafting that is being avoided.
For now, it’s time to cast on again. I am thinking this is almost my own version of ‘taking a basket weaving class’ with a slightly more fulfilling end.