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!