Pouring Feelings into the Wool as I Spin It into Yarn

This week has been a whole cluster filled with turmoil, up and down emotions, little patience, and a whole lot of things bugging me one right after the other.

I came very close to having a full-blown meltdown this evening, when the pinnacle of annoyances of the week came: my computer was not working! Eventually I was able to fix it and get it going again. Right now, I'm on a video call with my good friend, Rebecca Lynn, the lovely Orpheotelest from the Starry Crown Tradition who introduced me to spinning -- and got me hooked! ^_^

She taught me today how to pour my feelings into the wool as I spin it into yarn. It goes like this:

* Open my heart chakra and let all the feelings gather there.

* Draft out wool and attach it to the leader on the spindle.

* The wool is "sticky", which means it picks up strong feelings rather readily.  I let the wool pick up the feelings just like the leader picks up the drafted-out wool.

* As the twist travels up the drafted yarn through the twist, the twist captures the feelings and drafts those feelings out of me!

It was a fairly unusual feeling for me to experience.  I haven't done much spinning yet tonight, thanks to ADHD running rampant (Adderall XR only works for so long!) -- so I will get back to it presently, as Rebecca finishes up NOVA IANVARIVS: the new vessel for my rattle, IANVARIVS!  Hip hip, hooray! ^_^















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