Never look back

I am not going to write a year in review post this year. It was a terrible year. First there was that horrible president, and then I had a stroke. Cause and effect? I wouldn’t be surprised.

Instead, I’d rather speculate about 2018. I don’t do resolutions, because they are joyless and remind me too much of plans written firmly in indelible ink. I prefer to be more flexible about my future. I hope to weave often in the new year, especially on the draw loom. I will keep on painting as long as it continues to amuse me, and I seem to have become a fashionista, at least as far as Gudrun Sjoden’s designs are concerned. It was time to celebrate the joy of being alive, wearing a bright and whimsical wardrobe. I thought I would would have woven it, but I honestly know I don’t have the time. That’s okay.

I still plan to be fairly subversive in the new year, making sure to give my tax savings, if I actually get any, to two progressive causes, like WAMC radio and Planned Parenthood. I certainly have no intention of spending it on big business! I hope you’ll do the same, supporting causes you hold dear. I’ve always taken a great deal of pleasure, especially in the past year, to the tax deduction for charitable giving, seeing it as a way to cheat that president’s regressive agenda by making larger contributions to charities that I’m sure he hates. Hey, I’ll take pleasure where I can.

It looks like my town may make a start on high speed Internet in the next year, and I hope we go with something that is wholly municipal-owned. With the death net neutrality, I don’t want one of those creepy Telecom companies deciding what we can access. If it’s anything like what they did with television, they will really try to dumb down the Internet and turn you into commercial watching zombies. I like the Internet quirky and individualistic as it now is. I’m sure you can get dumb stuff too, but only if you insist.

I hope to travel a bit in 2018. There’s a museum that features a lot of handwoven bands, Vesterheim. I think I’ll give it a visit. although it means going from nowhere Massachusetts to equally nowhere Iowa. I’m also tempted to go to Sweden, but I have to figure out what I want to do so I know what time of year to visit. I don’t think I’ll take a weaving class, because you can do that anywhere. I think I’d rather focus on seeing historic textiles, contemporary folk art and countryside.

There might be one thing that I would commit to writing an indelible ink. I refuse to multitask in 2018. It’s a moral weakness, and is just a little bit too much stress for me handle. There you have it!

Here’s to a better year ahead!!

 

What I wove (and knitted)in 2017

I’m not going to finish any other weaving by midnight, so here’s my output for the year.

I did a lot of samples in drawloom class. I have plans for using some of them.I’d like to use all of them in some way.

I have a bit of hemming to do, but that’s sewing, not weaving.

i am pleased with what i’ve done, and look forward to more drawloom weaving in the year to come.

Yule: Time in the dark and calm depths of the heart

The journey to Yule begins right after Samhain. Nights are growing longer and your instinct is to hibernate. Given to that instinct. Follow the spiral slowly and quietly as it turns inward. By now, you have arrived. In silence, in the deep snow, you have found peace, solitude, and silence that can only be found in the depths of the heart.

Some years, my spiral inward is fraught with distractions and I’m impatient to find the silence and hear my hearts own voice. Some years, I arrive unprepared and do not have an easy time understanding the message. I didn’t know what to expect this year. I have been very tired, and has been learning to cope with doing familiar thing in unfamiliar ways. I have been reading a great deal about Hygge, that Danish custom seeking cozy well-being. I think it has helped the journey.

It has helped me understand the message: it is NOW.

That’s a short message, but a very rich way of looking at life. How often do we brush through the now, intent upon some other thing, we miss the clarity of the ¬†moment and the true sense of now? I have to slow down, especially when typing or my fingers end up in a confused pile of letters. I have to slow down, and think about things because haste makes more ways than ever, whether it be at the loom or in life. I want to slow down, savor each delicious minute, and then go to the next.

It’s been an awful year. The government is incredibly fucked up and that isn’t anything I can do about it, not alone anyway. All we can do is hope that president. goes away sooner than expected–I don’t care how–and begin to put the pieces back together again. I have faith in humanity, despite horribly selfish examples that he and his party set. We are better than that.

However you celebrate your solstice ritual, remember that we are better than that and visualize the world as it should be, not how it is.

I wish you health and prosperity, Progressive thinking and liberal views. We will prevail, because evil can only hide for so long and then it’s seen as it truly is.

Blessed Yule, my friends