June 05, 2008

tangled

We went to the library the other day... and I found a book on knitting that I have never picked up before. No, I wouldn't say I am knitter- you might have to finish more than a project or two to consider yourself a "knitter." Well, maybe if you put some of my half projects together, you could say... never mind. Let's just say I do know how to knit and once in a while, I am really in the mood- like when I pick up a new book from the library! I had fun flipping through the book, and decided on a small project that I thought I could handle, and that I had the yarn for. And then- I found this...
... a mess of tangles. I started casting on stitches, thinking that maybe the mess would just unravel itself. Of course that never happened, and I had to set aside my new project and dig into the mess. It took me over an hour to get through the twists and turns and knots... several times I was tempted to grab my ever-handy scissors and scrap the yarn... but I kept on. Sometimes I think, you just have to... keep on. Life is messy- sometimes messier than we think we can handle, and yet, we don't throw in the towel, we keep on. I thought about that as I unwound that lime green mess... I thought about how we think that we have found the right path, and sometimes have to backtrack. I thought about how sometimes you just have to grab life from one side and stretch it a bit so that you might better be able to see your next steps. I thought about how, once in a while the tangle, whether we have happened upon it or created it, seems so big that you'll never get through it, and then, all of a sudden, with that last ditch effort, the whole mess comes free. Free to wrap up in a nice tidy package, and move on... and make something of it. So, maybe, while life can be like a box of chocolates, it can also be yards and yards of brilliantly tinted yarn.

1 comment:

HappyWifeHappyLife said...

Wow - your stitches look really good! I tried crochet years ago and actually was patient enough to make a blanket. The stitches were all helter skelter though - it was truly the ugliest blanket I've ever seen, but boy was it WARM. Eventually the dog "commissioned" it as her own, and then it was no longer suitable for Human Use.

Knitting and crocheting is a nice hobby. Something very soothing about it.