lifelong knitter

The HEALING power of Knitting

I received the most beautiful gift in the mail....I actually *gasped* out loud when I opened it.

This chemo cap is for my sister, knitted with LOVE and healing thoughts by Jane. 

The knitting is expertly exquisite, and the yarn is so incredibly soft.....

but the FEELING of healing energy is nearly impossible to describe.

The timing is PERFECT. I had several tearful conversations with my sister this week about losing all of her hair, and going for a wig fitting, and how this was the hardest part of ALL for her...

Tomorrow she will be going in for her chemo session, accompanied by my brother, and this cap will be winging its way to her to help with the days that are the hardest.

This is an incredibly difficult post to write. I am overcome with emotion, and trying to respect my sister's wish for privacy. The balance is a very tricky one. I'll keep it short and to the point.

If you are inclined to prayer, please include my sister. She is in need of positive energy and healing miracles.

I am once again reminded of the amazing circle of friendships, interconnected throughout Bloglandia and Ravelry and the various Fiber Festivals where we get to hug each other in REAL life. I am so grateful for these connections, now more than ever.

I am going to pass the Blessing forward and knit some chemo caps for our local Cancer Center.  Thank you Jane, from the bottom of my HEART.

Namaste.

xox

Happy May Day, friends!

I've been woefully behind in my blogging...

so here is a May Day bouquet for you...

When I was growing up, we used to leave bouquets of flowers in paper cones, tied with ribbons on doorknobs, and dress up in white dresses to dance around a Maypole at school.

sigh.

I miss those simpler, innocent days. 

This weekend is filled with May Day protests for workers rights, people dressed in white to call attention to recent Immigration laws, and Pole Dancing has an ENTIRELY different connotation.

I had hoped to be at MSWF this weekend, surrounded by tens of thousands of knitters and fiber folk. Not to be. The Boybird has his company *pickinik* , Daughter bird needs some help with bills and other lifeskill dilemmas...and my to DO list is a MILE long.

I seriously LOVE my job. The intellectual stimulation is so intoxicating....sigh.

The time I used to devote to blogging has almost exclusively been spent talking long-distance to my sister, as she battles stage IV colorectal cancer. I'll have a chance to HUG her in JUNE, as an add on to a trip for work. 

Knitting continues to be my therapy, although you'd never know it for the lack of photographic evidence...

Blessings to you and yours,

as ALWAYS.

xoxox