Today I’m in hibernation mode. Yesterday afternoon’s sunshine tempted me out into the woods, but today was wild and blustery, my lungs had given up functioning, and I just wanted to hide indoors.
I spent the afternoon slicing my seven separate metre lengths of fabric into two inch wide strips (ah, the beauty of British measurements!) Tomorrow, I might even sew some of those strips together.
There’s something soothingly mind-emptying about constructing a quilt. Once the fabrics are chosen, none of the steps is particularly skillful, but it does require complete focus. That was how I got through last January and February: step by step, cut by cut, seam by seam by seam. I’m not so good at concentrating these days. I don’t think I used to be this bad, but now I’m the one reading while I knit, listening to music as I surf the internet, reviewing photos as I talk on the phone. It gets stuff done, but I miss that feeling of complete absorption, of being lost in what I’m doing.
[Tangentially linked aside 1] There was a moment over the summer, during my running away, when I was watching, listening, dreaming as a friend played, weaving melodies from strings. As I drifted, I thought she looked more herself than I’d ever seen her, doing what she loved, focused and alert, yet relaxed.
[Tangentially linked aside 2] Happier news tonight. Delivered in a way that put a smile on my face, as well as tears in my eyes. Some people just make the world seem brighter.