I knit.
I knit a lot.
I love the familiarity of the needles clicking, one stitch at a time, the rhythm I can make with my eyes closed. Each stitch is so tiny, so small, so simple and yet as it moves from needle to needle with its cohort, its row, it's family of stiches, something magical begins to happen…
there is a birthing,
a becoming…
that single stitch in harmony, in connection, in belonging creates a garment, a structure, an adornment…
and you can't leave a stitch… you really can't.
One missed or lost stitch, unaccounted for, can unravel the whole fabric. See… it all belongs. It has to.
One stitch literally takes a second to make but can unravel an hour, a day, a year's worth of knitting if forgotten.
It all belongs: interwoven, interconnected, mutually supportive to the collective vision.
Each stitch is empowered, through the knowing that it takes a village, a community, a network of stitches to make a dream, a reality. Each existing stitch fortifies its neighboring stitches… responsible for the shared creation.
And yet… it is not just a stitch.
It is essential and special and important.
I knit to calm and soothe my spirit. I knit when I am overwhelmed and afraid and don’t know what to do. I knit to create. I knit to imagine, to build, to craft, to make, to adorn, to give, to warm… to remember…
my belonging,
our belonging
to each other.
My/our responsibility to the community, the organism, the fabric.
The becoming.
I remember that my very existence, my very being, my neighbor’s being, my community’s being,
each of our unique and sacred beings is a stitch that strengthens the fabric of this divine co-created, interwoven, inter-connected, interstitial, interdependent, interesting, intergalactic BECOMING.
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