The Silk Garden Hourglass Sweater sleeve is almost up to the join with the body but makes an aimless picture. So take my word for it. But more to the point, the latest Rebecca AND last fall's Rebecca Home arrived on Saturday, preceded by the latest Tendances on Friday. Oh, peeps, much drooling chez FiberTribe...what to knit, what to knit. I am now grimly determined to finish the Hourglass first before being swept away by franco-german delerium. I've set myself the challenge to use yarn from the bottomless stash for whatever I chose from the new mags. But as you've seen from the last post, I'm also caught up in figuring out what to make from the two sets of 3 skeins each old school Noro Cotton Kureyon. I think I've found it on the cover of one of the older Debbie Bliss Noro books. More on this later after I swatch. I also believe I may have found a solution for the 361 yards of Pink Flamingos my SP4 gifted me with.
Careful, I may be morphing into the three-skeins-or-less queen. Ah. And I'm flying out to Tucson on Friday so will need to knit a new scarf on the plane ride out there. I plan to hit the Santa Catalinas and given the altitude, am betting I'll have use for a scarf. The ruby Mountain Colors Moguls scarf was given to Gomez as a Christmas gift last December, leaving me scarfless, an embarrassment for any knitter, yes? And then there is the blue Irish Hiking Mountain Colors Scarf long promised to Sir Patrick, Lord of Sussex County, NJ and best (if snarkiest) dive instructor in the world.
You'd think that the Rebecca and Phildar projects would be looking iffy. You'd be wrong. If I can shamelessly display an at least 10 year old UFO, admitting to casting on 5 separate and new projects in one week ain't nuthin.
On a more serious note, the intuitive work is growing and becoming stronger with each session. I'm getting lots of guidance and support and the work itself is a joy. It calls upon everything I am and have learned and then calls upon me to set all of it aside and let guidance flow through. Humbling and exhilirating. My whole being just sings with the flow. If there is something you do that puts you in that 'flow', well, you already know what I mean. If not, may you find some work, some art, some play that puts you there. There is no feeling quite like it except maybe love.
Intuitive work? I guess I'm going to have to read the archives to figure out what that means. But fortunate you if you've found a way to use your essence, your intuition and acquired knowledge in such an artful and satisfying way.
Not everyone is lucky enough to have that - or worse - recognize that it is both a blessing and a necessity.
Enjoy your trip -
Posted by: juno | March 07, 2005 at 09:36 AM
You'll most likely need a scarf but you will need to drink LOTS of water at that elevation! Short naps don't hurt either. Altitude sickness is no fun (and you might need lots of lotion, too.)
Posted by: Margene | March 07, 2005 at 11:11 AM
Intuitive work is SUCH a blessing...here's hoping you discover your deepest bliss...and that it gets expressed Out Loud in your Art! Dancing and painting and writing and knitting are like LOVE, you know, for me at least, ways to really love my darkest most unloveable self. Handstands are like that too....my eleven year old self comes out to play most days! A little more oxygen to the brain is a GOOD thing at my age!
xoxoxo
Posted by: greta | March 07, 2005 at 01:17 PM
Ahh...flow...
When composing is going well for me - that's flow. I can be in a coffee shop hearing background music and conversations and noise, but if the composing is going well, it rises above all of that even while it is existing in its midst.
It's elusive, but when it comes there's nothing like it...
Posted by: Michelle | March 07, 2005 at 01:41 PM
Caroline - thanks a million for the Knit 1 mag. Some of that stuff made my boyfriend and I crack up, but I am definitely be making that tank top.
Thanks again!
Posted by: dELIA | March 08, 2005 at 06:47 PM