Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Therapeutic value of quilting

QuiltDivaJulie mentions this on her blog:
http://www.dr-bob.org/babble/social/20010324/msgs/5323.html

I can recollect two very distinct "ah-ha" moments when I realized
what the act of sewing did for my peace of mind/psyche. I say
"sewing" rather than "quilting" because the first was in 1973, before
I was a quilter. I was sewing a skirt (pink poly doubleknit....hey, it
was the 70's!) and I had a sudden feeling of "I really, really like doing
this." The second was President's Day, 1994 -- I know the date
because it was a holiday. We had moved to North Dakota just weeks
before, living in rental properties (DH in Bismarck, I in Fargo), and
I just felt unsettled. The second bedroom of the little rent house was
devoted to storage and sewing. I needed curtains for one room but
didn't want to spend any money on them, so I cut up an old bed sheet.
As I sewed a feeling of centered-ness came over me.

Of course there are times when sewing is just frustrating--the pieces
don't fit together properly, a garment sleeve doesn't set in evenly,
or the buttonholer stitches one side short and the other long--but on
the whole, sitting at the machine and attaching one piece of
fabric to another to create an entire new assemblage is a wonderful
act!

3 comments:

  1. I agree with you. If I'm cranky my husband says to me better go to your sewing room and quilt something!

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  2. WOW! What happened to your font size! I'm too old to read this tiny stuff. Since you also go on Elderhostels. . . .don't you wear glasses? Some of the time?

    Nevertheless, I agree with you, as far as I can read!

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  3. Sara, I changed the font to "small." Hope it's more legible now.

    Nann (eyeglass wearer since second grade)

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