I'm waiting for a friend. We're going to try quilting together. I'm excited about working on something with another person also engaged in similar work. I used to attend a collage workshop occasionally, and found it very helpful. I've been doing so many projects alone, that I'm ready again for group work. The Spanish class is fun, the chorus rehearsals are enlivening, and this sewing circle connects me to my grandmothers and my mother. I've never done this before, but I own quilts and knitted shawls made together with other women, with instant feedback and the good will of like minds energized and focused.
Work is mostly a social construct for many of us. But I'd kind of forgotten that, because I write completely alone with no interruptions, unless I choose to answer the phone. There is a time for silent, steady listening to what's inside my mind and heart, but I love, too, the collaborative efforts of creating with more than my own energy - drawing from the well of others. The quilting doesn't really matter, it's the engagement and support.
So whatever the result, the process of quilting will be valuable to me - a means of expressing what I may not know I have inside me, at my disposal now, with the help of friends.
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