It's a good pain.



I love my work... I love the people I get to work with (adults as well as children), I love the feeling that I'm making a difference, I love the things we get to do....

I'm learning to spin. Well, I should say that technically I learned to spin in about 10 minutes... it's learning to spin well that I suspect could be a labor of love to last a lifetime.

Now if I can just get my hands to cooperate.

I've been dreaming about spinning... but I won't bore you with my dreams.

There is something incredibly sacred about transforming wool into yarn... so many generations of women before me spent their lives doing just this.... So many myths and fables and Goddesses circle the spinning wheel. It is so meditative. A ply of yarn is just an incredibly long spiral... add another ply and it's a double helix. Life as primitive Man and Woman knew it was forever changed by the discovery of this art.

Yeah, I know, I'm just getting sappy, but I am me after all. I would really like to study the differences between various cultures' spinning wheels though...
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Posted: Mon - October 3, 2005 at 08:21 PM      


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