Saturday, December 14, 2024

So Grateful





Ask any child in single digits what they want to be when they "grow up" they might say they want to be a ballerina or a cowboy or a movie star or a police officer or pilot.
Many children can't fathom growing up to work a drive through window at a fast-food restaurant or to become homeless or some of the lesser mentioned occupations or living arrangements.
No one knows what their life will be like when they become of adult age. Life can change so fast, so drastically. Whatever plans one has can be irrevocably changed in a flash. When people asked me the question when I was around 7 or 8 years of age, it wasn't something I had thought about. All I knew for sure was that I wanted to go to Hawai'i.
People would tease me about it, tell me I probably would never make it there. Tell me it was fun to dream, just not to be so disappointed if I never made it. My reply was quite often:
"I'm going there & I'll leave you all behind."
It was so cool that I did exactly that.
I moved to Hawai'i shortly after graduation from Clarkston High School! Actually, lived there for a total of nearly 7 years.
I sure showed the nay sayers when I actually did it.
There were several similar things I did as an adult that I had wanted so much to do when I was a child.
After high school graduation & before moving to Hawai'i, I took a trip on my own, to Florida where my favorite aunt lives. We went to Busch Gardens, Disney World, a few other places she wanted to take me. I had bought my airfare with money I had saved from babysitting. I had enough left over to do a few fun things with my aunt.
Aside from a couple of traumatic events, it was a good time.

Now, when people have asked me what I had wanted to "be" when I was a child after growing up. I reply, "I'm still working on it."

Life is very different than the way I thought it would turn out to be.

Actually, it's even better now than it has ever been. Taking calculated risks, weighing the pros & cons sometimes even delaying making a decision until I had a night of sleep to consider it. Some of those decisions have benefitted me great big!

There were a few that panned out as less than stellar, very few. A lot of my decisions were made from watching others & the mistakes they made. Also, I don't consider age when someone gives me advice. Believing that I can learn something from everyone regardless of their age, as long as it seems credible. It has also been very beneficial. Even small children can offer a perspective that people of adult age wouldn't think of.
It's magic.
In the past I have had some very wondrous experiences.
Lived in Europe
Went on a couple of long weekends to Paris, France
Went on a long weekend to London, England
Met 2 of my favorite needlework designers (2 different events)
Met several of my favorite musicians
Learned how to cook using wine

This is a short list. There are certainly more. I'm still young enough that there are many more yet to be.

The gratitude that I have for how good life is for me right now fills up my heart. Different than I thought it would be ~ it's better!
At this time in my life, I have more freedom, more money, more peace in my heart than ever before.
In short, I have a whole heckuva lot to be grateful for. So, I am.

Living in survival mode for 10 years was so much fun. 
NOT. 
After a very pain filled, very necessary divorce which I paid for in more ways than financially, life had many twists & turns to navigate.
Although I had to work very hard to make improvements there were still chances that all the work, I did might amount to nothing. It actually amounted to more than I even dreamed it would. Moving from Colorado to Texas benefitted me a lot.
Leaving behind the horrible memories of that terrible place was very healing. In Colorado I experienced a divorce, alienation of my children. Then, the married lying cheating males that proliferated in Colorado Springs who had no problem in using & hurting so many women. 
The final nail in the coffin which almost involved a coffin was the last straw for me. Leaving Colorado behind felt so freeing. Living in Texas is so much better.

In present day, I express my gratitude by not worrying about money. Having witnessed other people who truly suffered due to poverty. When Mary the Good Fairy visited, showering them with an influx of lucre, they were still stressing about their income. They might as well have continued existing below the poverty line. In present day, I express my gratitude by not worrying about money. It gives me pleasure to do kindnesses for others. Usually, it's done anonymously. Another way is in treating myself to items of a higher quality than I accrued in the past. As a frugal, saver by nature, it feels wasteful to pay more for anything when I can get a lower price for the same thing. If I hold out for a while, it usually finds me.
Most recently -
I have a beautiful heart shaped jade piece. It's a very high-grade jade stone. It has all the characteristics that make jade more expensive, more sought after, it's translucence gives off a slight glow. It's Imperial Hetian Jadeite.
One jeweler even thought it was an opal. Umm, nope. An opal of that size would go for $40 at the most. My pretty little thing is worth much more.
A petite 8mm.
In the USA it would most likely be $500 - $900. The person who gifted it to me officially was not in China or Thailand. Unofficially he was in China & Thailand where he bought the jade heart. 
It was a gift.
Not to be confused with a commitment ring, just a sweet gift.
The only problem was in finding the right size ring blank to hold the heart shaped stone. Mostly my preference is for silver, white gold or platinum. Yellow gold will make the stone pop.
Every yellow gold ring blank that could seat the jade heart nicely were more than I wanted to pay.
All of them were $300 - $500.
I could pay that much, just felt that I ought to hold out for a ring blank with a lower price.
My heart did a happy jump when I saw, online, a ring that had all of the characteristics I was looking for plus more! 
At only $68.
It did have a stone already in it. Shiny & new. Time to switch the stones. The stone already in the ring was a heart shaped Lindy star ruby. 14kt yellow gold with two tiny diamond chips, one on each side at the horizontal apex of the heart. The jewelers weren't as sure as I was that my jade would fit.
When the ring was ready, I held my breath as it was brought out. It's perfect. The fit, the seated jade. The yellow gold & slight twinkle of the diamonds really shows off the translucence the stone, makes it pop!

Often, good things will happen for those who wait for just the right whatever while also making preparations to receive. When such a serendipitous event happens, it's mostly worth waiting for.

Happy dance when it happens, absence of disappointment if not.
Stay vigilant while being prepared to receive.

Today, I was not prepared to have dropped my phone in PJ's water bowl.  😢
It had been there for at least an hour before I discovered it. Hoping that the steps I'm taking to dry it out will work. If it doesn't, it will be my third new phone this year. I'll know by tomorrow morning.
Into many cell phone owners' lives, some water will surely fall.

Update:
Alas, my phone was so dead. As much as I tried to save it, all that was left was to toss it. Buh bye.
New phone, my third one this year. 😎
It's a good idea to be more watchful, mindful, etc in 2025 & beyond.

The Tell All Confession

For most of my life, it has played a large part. It has been a social thing, an outlet for stress, a calming practice. A few times it even made a tidy sum for me to tuck away. A cookie jar cash stash. Except, I stashed it in a Kotex box in my bedroom closet or a tampon case in my purse. 
The ex-had a delightful habit of going into my purse, taking money from it without asking me or even telling me.
He had an aversion to touching those menstrual things much less feeling around inside them as if he might get an STD from them.
My cash stash was safe from being stolen.
Mostly, I'm a money saver, less of a spender. As a counter to this, being generous with those I love puts joy in my heart. Also, when I go on vacation, loosening up the purse strings seems logical. It's a time to cut loose a little. Know when to hold 'em, know when to.......

Ever since I learned to stitch then expounded on that afterward, it has been an honor to teach others. Teaching the basics is easy. Teaching more advanced skills in needlework, I have to say, is more gratifying.
The challenge lies in helping my students to understand that Hardanger, pulled thread, drawn thread, hem stitching is just a few simple stitches repeated over & over.

It does look intimidating. Yep, all by hand starting with totally blank fabric.




Remembering how I was so intimidated, using the fear as fuel helped to propel me into teaching myself. While living in a village in Germany, Hardanger embroidered items adorned the large street front picture windows of the homes of the people in the village. I lived in the village of Rodenbach, Kaiserslautern innerhalb Deutscheland. Having a great knowledge of the language, I ventured out a lot. The German grocery stores had magazines filled with Hardanger patterns to enhance just about anything. 




Window curtains
Baskets
Candle holders
Aprons
Blouses
Table linens
Hand towels
Clocks
Mirror backs
Door Hangers "Wilkommen"

The motivation was all around me.

Hardanger can be combined with basic cross stitch in complementary ways. It can also be impressive on its own.
With a situation that would allow me to take some time to teach myself in a trial & error way, with trepidation I decided to do it.

Learning on my own, self-teaching has always worked best for me. After 2 hours of more errors than success, it began to click in my brain.
An "aha" moment is a thing of beauty.
It was close to midnight when I could feel dopamine kick in from finally understanding. At that moment the only occurrence that could have enhanced the experience would have been to have someone to show & tell what I had accomplished.
It would have been even better if that person was, themselves, a stitcher. Preferably one that would want to learn Hardanger embroidery or have some pointers for me.
I would have loved to have shared the new knowledge of this beautiful form of needlework. It opened a new dimension to a deeper dive into my passion. 
Needleworkers have their own adages & acronyms. For instance, a "unicorn" pattern is one that a stitcher deeply desires, wish so much for it thinking they most likely won't ever have it.

UFO - Unfinished Object
WIP - Work in Progress
Stash - The cadre of needlework paraphernalia 
SEX - Stash Enhancement Experience
The Frog - A creature that causes errors in stitching.
(when it visits you must live with the error or rip it - rip it)
PHD - Project Half Done
SABLE - Stash Accumulation Beyond Life Expectancy
LNS - Little/Local Needlework Shop
SINS - Stuff I'll Never Stitch
EGA - Embroiders Guild of America
SAL - Stitch Along
Frogging - Ripping out mistakes in projects

It's a dominant trait for stitchers to have more than 5 projects in various stages of completion. 
Okay, 10 or maybe 20 or more. 

There are so many beautiful patterns from so many skilled designers! New ones are published regularly. There are also new designers to compound the temptation to start another project. 

My reason for starting a new project is a bit different. People with creative minds are 10x more likely to have bouts with depression, anxiety.
When I was very new to stitching, there was something that happened in my mind every time I started a new project.
The way I would describe it is that it caused me to feel the same sensations' as if I were falling in love. 
A giddy excitement, spinning around sensation. 
I fear that if I counted all of my UFOs or WIPs, it might be frightening.
There are many pieces which I have finished the needlework pattern part, just waiting for the inspiration to make it into whatever. Framed or sewn or attached to a vase or basket as decorations to further enhance the aesthetics of the item.
So, I do complete many projects.

A solution to conquering my UFOs is that I'm putting 4 at a time in a basket. Having them in a basket is so much more attractive than having them in a box or plastic bin. I work on those, rotating them if it becomes too tedious or boring.
In between the 4 I will sometimes sneak in a very small design. The
falling in love feeling carries me to finish the large projects.
No judgy- wudgy.
It works!


This is a suh-weet Hardanger heart I stitched as a small, motivational interim design. The penny is there for scale.


Using this method, I have completed one large project, closing in on a second one. This also allows me to stitch seasonal items. The last project I completed was an Autumn sampler. It's washed, pressed, ready for finishing into a whatever.
My current project is a beautiful Christmas piece. Although it's large, because the Christmas season is here, I feel the push of inspiration to keep going. Because I like this design so much, I had partially stitched it then I "lost" it. As in misplaced it, I restarted it, finished it then, decided to treat myself with a custom frame. Sending it off to a very creative, professional framers, I knew I would have to wait for it. Most good things are worth waiting for. 
While I was organizing, clearing clutter, I found it! Decided to finish it. My progress on Lavender & Lace - Gift of Peace #1.





Social media can be a bane of many people. It can also be a source of shared creativity. Bringing people of like minds & hobbies together. It has been my pleasure to have online drawings. To have the ones who wish to enter to possibly be chosen to receive a design that is in hot demand while also being out of print for several years. These patterns are often for sale for hundreds of dollars, yes, for one pattern. 
Being well aware that I could easily sell even one of my OOP patterns for $200 - $400, there are some things that are worth more than money. To make the drawing even more fun I ask a question which is optional to answer by those who leave a comment to enter the drawing.

Giving happiness in the form of a "unicorn" pattern. 


Spreading some happiness in the world that needs it!

On several occasions, other stitchers have been oh so kind to me by giving me patterns that I had desired. The stitchers were so kind in that they wouldn't even accept the money for postage. Some of the patterns were sent to me from:
Queensland, Australia
Tokyo, Japan
Cardiff, Wales
Quebec, Montreal, Canada

Some were also sent to me from:
Chalk Hill Pennsylvania, USA
Mancelona, Michigan, USA
Hoonah, Alaska, USA
Needmore, Indiana, USA 

Some of the names were a bit cute, funny. The stitchers who shared with me were so warm & genuine. With the caveat that not all stitchers are so generous, giving, kindhearted, just because they are stitchers. When I have gone to a couple of needlework retreats some of them were downright two faced, mean, even stingy. The kind ones outnumber the others by far.
Maybe the mean ones were from Hell, Michigan. JK!

Since I first picked up needlework when I was 20 years of age, it's been a learning time. It's almost like meditation. Most of the same stitches over & over. 

My hand to brain connection goes to cruise control or auto pilot or even numbskull fiddling. Several hours can pass by that feel more like 30 minutes. It took some time for me to refrain from picking up a project at 8 pm. The house would be quiet, Star Trek would be on the telly. I would sometimes hear an odd noise only to realize it was the birds outside singing as the sun was slowly rising! Becoming so engaged in my project, 5 hours or more had passed. 

The reward in this is that when I woke up after a few hours of sleep, looking at the progress I made in my project. It felt like the sewing fairies had visited to do some of the stitching for me! I know they don't exist. Do they? 

Sometimes when I feel energetic, I will still pick up a project, knowing I could very well stitch from 8 or 9 pm until 6 am. Time has made me a bit wiser, just a bit. I have learned to set a timer to help me keep track of the time. Sometimes, I decide to live dangerously, start stitching with no timer. Whewwwwwwwwww! Wild one, hah!

This is my opportunity to dispel a few myths.

1. Cross Stitch, Hardanger, Needlepoint, Macrame, Crewel, Knitting & Crochet. They are all very different. All some of them have in common is that some are done with a needle. Some are done with an instrument that has a hook on the business end. 

2. Needlework & sewing are a craft for all ages & genders.

3.Many people who are unfamiliar with the amount of time that is invested might offer to pay $50. for a needlework piece that took over 200 hours to create. The size of the finished piece is deceptive.

4. Whether stitched on Aida fabric or fine linen, it will last a long time. Nope. There are beautiful hand stitched linens that have been found in the pyramids of Egypt as well as some shipwrecks in the Atlantic that are still intact. Aida fabric gets dry rot after 50 years.

Maybe this blog entry became tedious to read or you, my dear reader, stopped reading long before this. It felt necessary, even joyful to write about something I'm so passionate about.
Maybe it will even encourage some of you to give it a try or go back to stitching after a long time of not stitching. That's okay, too.

As long as people know that stitching can comfort the soul.

It's all good.



My red & green conversion of a pattern that is still free, online for download. I kept this one for myself. The pattern is listed as 
2000 Christmas Angel.


This is the same design done in a palette of white & ecru colors. I stitched it, framed it myself. Gifted it to a lifelong beloved friend.

It's rare when I gift my stitched pieces to others. She is very special to me, to my heart. We have made so many memories together.

It's a copyright violation to post patterns online. For anyone  interested, this designer, Marilyn Leavitt Imblum, was so generous with her free designs. Sadly, she passed on in 2012. Her web site is still online. Look under "Other Products > Free Christmas Designs.



Happy browsing & I hope you find some inspiration as so many have.





Thursday, December 12, 2024

Another Time Perhaps

 



It was a time of innocence
A time of discoverous awe
A time of total dependence
Of being so truly raw

A time of learning
A time stolen out of greed
Still trusting the burning
Of having childhood need

Ever one who was hoping
Waiting to be shown love
It was emptiness in coping
Seeking answers from above

It was learning skills on my own
Knowing that it had to be
From just myself alone
With all that was inside me

They say it's what has made me strong
It made me who I am today
Oh joy did they get it all wrong
In such a colossal way

Strength that is forged by pain
Is the most damaging of all
A small child left all over again
Told to still walk so tall

So misunderstood by everyone
It haunts the grieving soul
Hard to know how to have fun
Hard to feel completely whole

The world feels so unkind
Its people feel so untrue
Living with a hurting mind
They say the problem is you

Where to find solace to heal
Where to turn for peace
Where love is never real
Where many friendships cease

In time the hurting spirit learns
In time the hurting heart unknown
Echoes of the truth that burns
What keeps me alive keeps me alone


So Grateful

Ask any child in single digits what they want to be when they "grow up" they might say they want to be a ballerina or a cowboy or ...