Just a glimpse this morning of a project I'm finishing before I start the day. I am beginning Spring cleaning a little early and tackling my sewing room this week. To say it's a mess is an understatement. It might take me an entire week to set it to rights. So, as I drink my tea this morning and sew up this heart, I kind of feel like I'm in the eye of the hurricane.
Funny, as I sat down to write this post, I glanced at my bookshelf and noticed the sun shining on Sarah Ban Breathnach's Simple Abundance: A Daybook of Comfort and Joy; so I picked it up, turned to today and read this:
Discontent and disorder are signs of energy and hope, not of despair...What is going on is part of the process. I call it Divine Discontent. It is the grit in the oyster before the pearl. This creative second chance is when we come into our own. When we finally claim our own lives and wrestle our futures from fate. When we learn how to spin straw into gold. When we realize gratefully that we can live by our own lights if we access the Power.She's referring to the ebb and flow of our creativity. How, at times, we don't feel "turned on". That we all have spiritual electricity but we may not feel that the Power is present. She goes on to say: "I have learned that asking is the only way to activate spiritual electricity. It is always there for me, but I always have to ask for it."
Ask for it. Claim it. Today.
Funny, today is also Thomas Edison's birthday so the thought of turning on spiritual electricity today makes me giggle. OK, so today in honor of Thomas Edison, let's all turn on our spiritual electricity. Let's take the elements that derive from our discontent...those fragments...and make them into something new. Just needle, thread and thoughts...until our hands spin straw into gold.
OK, Thomas Edison and Sarah Ban Breathnach aside, I have to clean this place up. Today, I will start turning my grit into a pearl, wrestling my sewing room from the grips of disorder, and hoping to uncover things that haven't seen the light of day in some time.
That sounds so much sexier than cleaning up a big mess. Spinning straw into gold might have to wait until next week.
In the meantime, I'll leave my hearts on the ironing board to capture more of the spirit of the day before they are conscripted to their Valentine task. More on that tomorrow.
(Note: The heart pattern is from Elizabeth Zimmerman's Knitting Workshop p. 156. The pattern is for a hat but I just used a part of the pattern.)