Yesterday afternoon I wound off the singles that I spun up over the weekend and plied them into a skein of some of the worst looking offal that I have ever seen (and yet been extremely proud of)...its freakshow ugly, badly over twisted and wonky, but how freaking amazed am I that I made it myself?
I think that there is something to be said for learning to do something, anything really. When you begin so horribly but you keep on plugging away until you make it work, until you learn how to make it your own and something of beauty. I'm seriously thinking that this is what life is supposed to be. How many days have I been sleepwalking and going through the motions until I fall into trying to teach myself something new and it wakes me up again?
Sorry, but I'm getting a little existential today...I've realized that another excellent lesson that you can take from spinning is the concept that you can't hold on to anything too tightly or you won't make any progress. As in life, if you are grabbing on to that fiber (or anything or anyone really) with your best kung-fu grip, you can't be open to making progress. You are frozen, watching things degrade and trying desperately to keep em the same. That ain't good.
Once I learned to let go, its made both my life and my spinning better.
Here's to ugly spinning and letting loose!
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