I have to laugh now and make this into a horrible pun. Last night at midnight, there was nothing funny about wool wrangling. The yarn known as BOA to be exact. It’s not wool and never will be. Think of it as a long string of pretty colours that looks ever so much like eyelashes.
After showing off my half completed scarf that absolutely dazzled non-knitters, the time came to change to the next 2 balls of yarn and complete the scarf. The only problem was that the second ball of Boa did not lie placidly and cooperatively in my knitting bag. It did not blend beautifully and play nice with the other yarn... it turn into an evil tangle.
“Fine!” I thought to myself. After a day of worrying about a friend and dealing with the oxymoron of Church politics, I was sure that Creativity was telling me to turn this into a wonderful blog entry about patience and persistence.... that when life got tangled, you were supposed to just take your time and try to sort things out.
So when my yarn began to do THIS around 9 pm and The Amazing Race came on, I wasn’t too nervous, I just began to try to sort through the tangle.
By 10 :15, I was making a bit of progress after the yarn decided to do THIS, but my husband gave up and headed to bed. The house grew still after I turned the TV off to sit alone with my thoughts. I love the sound of a quiet house when my family is sleeping upstairs. It reminds me of MANY nights I spent working from 9 pm to 1 am when the kids were young on designing and graphics because that was the only time I could work on the computer uninterrupted.
I did think a lot about life and how things can snarl up or get complicated to quickly. I thought about how sometimes everything goes so smoothly and other times it become this incredible, impassible tangle that we begin to dread dealing with. I had all kinds of lovely meditations planned as I sat there trying to unknot my yarn that kept snarling into clumps like THIS.
The problem with me is that I tend to get a wee bit.... hmm... STUBBORN, FIXATED and OBSESSIVE are probably the kindest words that I can think of. You see, I’d basically decided that this would make such a wonderful blog entry as soon as I had a nice, neat, tangle-free ball of boa to show you.
The yarn had other plans... devious plans that increased in their complexity as the clock drew closer to midnight...
(OK... most of you would have gone to bed or played Farmville by now, but I did share that I can be a wee bit stubborn, right?)
Finally, as the clock struck midnight, I used some very colourful words and decided to salvage what I could of my yarn mess.
Tiny boa balls....
Tying them into one ball, knowing I can hide the knots in the scarf or keep them to the side and darn in the ends as I get to them, I took one last picture and headed off to bed just before 12:30 am.
What did I learn? Next time, be quicker to pick up the scissors... or if Boa is on sale for less than a dollar, buy a third ball just in case one becomes uncooperative. Let the cat have the one that refuses to play nice!
INHALE: So often, we fall into the trap of wanting everything to go a certain way. We get an idea in our mind of how something should unfold and leap merrily out into that adventure, even when Life, timing, circumstances or the Universe try to gently tell us that maybe we aren’t thinking things through. Learn when to follow a vision and when you should adapt your great plan to get to bed at a reasonable hour!
EXHALE: Inspired by my yarn disaster, this exhale is FUN. Open your sketchbook or take out a blank page of paper. You might want to put a paper underneath to keep everything safe! Closing your eyes, scribble all over that paper in big, swirly, loopy tangles. When you think you’ve made plenty of lines, open your eyes and check to see if you stayed on the paper. Take out some of your favourite colours (or some of the ones you’ve been challenging yourself with) and color in any of the shapes in the tangle that catch your fancy. You can try to see if you find any shapes in your scribbles or just enjoy colouring at random. Think of me and the yarn as you color.