Saturday, November 26, 2011

Finding Quiet, Self Sequestered

It always seems that during this time of the year, there is a soft, sad quiet that over takes me, and honestly, sometimes I simply welcome it with open arms. Thanksgiving until the New Year, a soft sadness, nothing anyone would notice, to be sure, but just a whisper of heartache for what could be, and is not. Thanksgiving has turned into a feast day, not truly giving thanks for the abundance of blessings pour out on us. Oh, don't get me wrong, I know many do. It's just that I am old enough to remember a more collective voice of Thanksgiving, and I miss that. Christmas...oh don't even get me started on that one. Listening to the news reports this morning about people pepper spraying each other, shooting each other, shoving, pushing, looking for the best deal, all of it seems a far cry from the Bethlehem manger, the shepherds watching their flocks, the Saviors birth, and Peace on Earth, goodwill toward man. It all just makes me very, quietly, sad, and I've probably spoken more honestly about here than ever in my life, maybe more than I should ... and so I sequester myself from nearly all of it, and that I am happy about.

I've been crocheting a good bit lately. My shoulders have taken quiet a beating with so much felt-making and now it is time to simply sit and make hats of a different sort. I love theses snood, tam, rolled hats. They can be worn in many different ways all from one style. Love making them! ...and I get to watch movies while doing it. Can you tell I am having some very nice afternoons?

About my brother...he is doing better, home with his family and recovery nicely. Thanks so much for your concerns and prayers.

This is a hairy little thing made from wools that had been gifted to me. I had no idea how they would felt, and this is the vessel that came from that experience. I wish it were a bit shorter, but all in all, it was fun.

The first felt piece shown is also an experimental piece, a piece still in "process". I've not a clue as to where it is leading me, but I am going to enjoy the journey.

Good Sabbath and Shalom,


Patty Biermans said...

Your right about all the bad things that happen but....I think that one should stay with himself and do good. And if you inspire only one person in your life, you have done well! And I like your felting very much, especrially the mask? hugzz..peebee

WonderWhyGal said...

A perfect way to say it. This time of year is about family and giving thanks (on so many different levels). It's about friendship and love.

Your projects are even more beautiful in person. Thank you for being such an amazing and wonderful woman and friend.

I am thankful to have you in my life. BTW, I ended up stopping by Fort Custer after I saw you. It was good to visit my father's stone. As much as he is in my heart, it was good to visit where he peace.

Hooked On Felt said...

Patty, thank you so much. I hoped this post would not be a downer but one filled with hope. I'm so glad you saw that. God bless you!

Laura said...

Indeed, how did this season of thanks and giving become so rife with entitlement and taking? We strive to spend our time enjoying family, friends, and farm instead of getting lured into commercialism. Our families are blessed, and need nothing . . . we get so much joy from providing holiday abundance for a family in need instead. This is a good time of year for reflection, and appreciation for blessings past and yet to come to fruition. A time for gathering, in every sense of the word.

You are a blessing to me, and I am so grateful for your love, friendship, and inspiration.

Rachel said...

How did I just find this? Oh yeah because I never stayed focused enough to get something done. You write beautifully!