I have not posted this past week because of some impediment in my desk computer, but thanks to my grandson who found the wrong and corrected it. I am grateful. I felt I had lost my voice.
But what I did was work to get some knitting done and the articles will be on their way. It will free up time for other things to get done and prepare for a visit from my first born and his illustrator wife Claudia. Both Tres and Claudia are generous with help for this blog.
The knitting this week had me sweaty because of health issues arising again due to hand spasms. Aging is a factor when hands lose feeling and become numb. Yarn is hard to handle and keeps slipping off the needles. And when the articles are small and require 4 double pointed needles, hell breaks loose. I think I forced other parts of my brain to work when synapses broke. Sweaty business.
But I wanted to master the spiral pattern and did. I hope now I can do it on a number of things simply by changing yarn thickness and needle size. It is amazing to me carrying this idea to a larger concept, that all things are connected in these universes. These are the talents mastered that my Mentor, the Nazarene spoke of that we should multiply. That are in Mind where moth and rust do not destroy.
I see the connection in all things. That all things are utilized and nothing is lost or forgotten. Simply, all things thought through, are connected. It is a concept that takes us to our knees because there is no place else to go.
I am pleased with the outcome of the spiral knitting and took photos. The other photos are colorful and were just plain fun to do. It was an addiction of sorts that the only overdose with the substance did not require me to take care with heavy machinery or driving!
I was not required to seek medical help as often with overdoses is suggested. I guess I am no fun at all.
2 responses to “Pieces Of My Heart. . . .for Emma E. . . .”
I’m so happy you have your “voice” back Veronica. but I also love that you don’t let anything stop you from expressing yourself. Not your health, the health of your computer especially not your age. The hats are a treasure!
Maria, thank you for commenting. As long as I breathe this rarified air, I will with hope, be accountable. There is still the desire to do, but when I cannot do anymore, someone will be alert to grab my collar to pull me across!