Reflections on a Vocational Happenstance
"We live in a web of ideas, a fabric of our own making." - Joseph Chilton Pierce
I imagine I am not alone in feeling unsettled by events currently unfolding on our national stage.
Disquiet is not good for my knitting. I lose count easily, make silly mistakes, and have trouble finishing what I begin. Concentration is indeed a fine antidote to anxiety, but first one has to be able to concentrate.
Yesterday I hit upon a project that fit my needs perfectly: I knit a beautiful tube.
This stitch pattern is simple, but one I hadn't worked before. I chose a lush merino wool and used an old familiar needle. The resulting fabric is reversible, so to one way of thinking I made 2 tubes for the price of one.
Come to that, the project was full of 2's: a 2-stitch pattern alternating over a 2-row repeat, and I was able to knit using the continental method, which allowed my 2 hands to work in pleasing balance. There was a meditative, Yin-and-Yang quality to the whole experience; just what the doctor ordered.
The finished texture/color combination reminds me of woven bamboo. It feels like sweet Spring.
My beautiful tube is a gift, not something I made to sell. Working steadily yesterday, without mistakes and fully content, I envisioned those harmoniously interlocking stitches bringing calm to the recipient for as long as ever he might keep it near.
I literally felt myself knitting Peace.