It’s been such a lovely day – filled with such productivity and possibility. At one point, I felt totally in control of my life – like I am right where I’m supposed to be.
But now . . .
See these lovelies? They are from the talented hands of my friend Glennis who really knows her way around shibori. I have held these bits of cloth in their cellophane wrapper for so long, keeping them segregated from the general fabric population. Today I pulled them out not just to look at and drool over, but to weave together into cloth for a Very Special Project. Then shoot, before I could start, doubt crept in and hissed me into paralysis. So I return them to protective custody and prepare to stitch on an existing cloth – one I created last night – one that’s ready for layers of embellishment – while the blue lovelies resume their patient, optimistic wait.
They know they’ll get their turn to shine when the moment is right.
I do this too. I have boxes of ribbon that I can’t bring myself to cut open, beads that I fell in love with but can’t bear to turn into jewelry. I always think that someday, the moment will come that is just right, the moment they are waiting for.