I am blessed to know a lot of very creative people. It comes with the territory considering that I run a yarn/sewing shop. One of the realities of being a creative person is that there are always a lot of ideas, inspirations and goals to strive to manifest. There are new skills to acquire and develop too! And on top of all those luscious projects, you still have to make your way through the mundane day to day responsibilities too. At the risk of sounding cliche, there are only so many hours in a day.
As a creative person, with a broad spectrum of interests, I do sometimes find myself feeling frustrated that I can’t pack more amazing things into each day and still manage to eat, work, sleep and keep up with a basic level of housekeeping. I already pack my days pretty full. As winter settles in and November firmly plants itself I find that I have to be careful not to let myself get overwhelmed when I start thinking about all the things I would really like to do before the holiday season arrives.
Winter is a very busy time in the store, between the sewing repairs, the yarn sales, making sure my stock levels are where they need to be, providing a high level of service and making sure that my paperwork gets done, it is a lot to do. I love it, don’t get me wrong; it’s fantastic. It makes for a full and rewarding life! In the evenings, I like to be able to knit as I curl up in front of the TV with my DH. Some nights, I have to be honest, I am simply too tired to knit.
Every day, I am surrounded by all the beautiful yarns that I sell in my store. I am the one that orders all the patterns and pattern books. There are so many stunning possibilities, so many potential projects. I imagine mittens, socks, hats, cowls, sweaters, cardigans and more. It can be a challenge to rein all that in. And like most knitters, I have a number of projects on my needles, patiently waiting to be completed.
In January, I started my 2018 Ravelry Challenge and set a goal to finish 20 projects this year.
You know, I have already completed 27. And I wasn’t rushing them. Well, maybe the Tour-de-sock socks were a little rushed… but the other items were definitely not rushed. I completed them mostly in the evenings in front of the television in the company of my husband and cat. Some of them progressed on Saturdays in the company of other local knitters who came to my shop to knit. Some of them on lazy Sundays when I just wanted to ignore the rest of the world and indulge in the zen of my knitting in my cozy chair.
Every one of those projects was a visceral and sensual outlet for my creativity. Fibre arts is amazing that way.
It’s such a tactile “pastime”. (Or should I say obsession?) The colours and patterns are a feast for the eye. The textures of the materials are sheer bliss to me. My friend would grin, with sparkling eyes and insist, “Orgasmic!” Yeah, some of them really are. And to take a ball of spun fibres a couple of pointy sticks and a bunch of hieroglyphics on a page and turn that into something wearable… yeah, now that is a pretty amazing experience. To do it again and again… what a privilege.
As much as the typical stresses of life can get to me, I am so grateful to live this life. I’m grateful that I am able to run a little shop. I love that I can provide the sewing services that I do; that our little town has the demand for those services! I love that I can surround myself with glorious colours and textures of yarns. Most of all I love that I get to interact with other amazing and creative individuals who share my passion for fibre arts.
I am learning that it’s okay to take each day as it comes.
Some days fly by and fill themselves up, with complete disregard to the things I thought I was going to do. I have my lists of what must be accomplished and the deadlines that apply to those tasks. And I do my best to navigate, filling a lull with a quick job off the rack, or perhaps a single round of knitting… or even a quiet moment to savour a well earned cup of coffee. I am learning that it’s a waste of energy to beat myself up if a day doesn’t go the way I thought it should; to let go of expectations that really don’t mean anything to anyone but me. Some days I’m more successful in that than other days. And when I give myself permission to allow the days to flow, somehow everything manages to get done in time. Not only that, but I enjoy those days so much more, even if they are very full.
As the moments of pre-holiday season panic shiver through me, I am determined to take a long deep breath and let those feelings simply dissolve. I am making a list of the items that would be nice to get done for those closest to me. But I am determined to keep my knitting blissful. I am absolutely determined to keep my knitting time sacred. It’s important to me that I don’t make it start to feel pressured or like “work”. My goal is to infuse my love of fibres and knitting into each project for each of the people I make something for. And I’m confident that when they wear those items I made for them, they will feel the love I poured into them. I refuse to allow my own expectations rob me of the joy that knitting brings me. I invite you to join me!