I was going through some serious feels tonight before heading to bed when I just decided to knit through it. I realize, this is why I knit. The world may never understand me and vice versa. But me and my knitting are as solid and tight as I want us to be. I know that I can count on these sticks and strings to turn into something useful, sometimes magical piece of accessory or clothing. It becomes a tangible item which can keep me warm and maybe cuddle me when i'm lonely.
Every knit I stitch is an ohm in meditation speak. It clears my head and unravels my deep seated thoughts and feelings making them known to me; and allowing me to face them and maybe wallow in it a little. Also, it doesn't judge me for my mistakes. If for an unfortunate circumstance I make a glaring mistake, I can just calmly tink back and reknit that part.
The finished items boast of my ability to fulfill, follow through and accomplish. Every finished item is a success story waiting to be told. Whenever I go through my finished objects (FOs), I run my fingers through it and remember the days when the story behind it were being written. My gauge is often telling of how I feel at the moment. Nowadays they're loose and relaxed. But there have been really really tight times and can even feel how that moment must have tugged on my heart.
to be continued
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