Comfort Zone/Inspire Me Thursday
The topic this week on Inspire Me Thursday is my comfort zone. My comfort zone inspires me so I think this is a good topic. As you can see I am most comfortable with a needle in my hand. I end up at my center when I am embroidering(and to add the fun some beading). I enjoy and have fun knitting(with more beading) and I still can be completely inspired while crocheting with thread while listening to Andrea Bocelli. My comfort zone has literally saved my life.
I've already mentioned my childhood ad nauseum so I'll pretty much skip it but whenever I needed soothing or felt left out or any of the other dramas a young person goes through my needles were always there. Be it afghans after my mother passed away, or afghans while I was waiting to hear about the first house we put a bid on, or a cross-stitched sampler while waiting for my son to be born, or the crocheted christening dress I made while my dad was in the coma. My needlework has always comforted me. When I was a kid nothing made me happier then a new project. My mother used to try to send me outside because all I did was read and do needlework. To this day no day is complete without it. Give me a book and a years supply of needleworks and you'll never hear from me again.
Also when I do my needlework I become DebraAnn instead of Debbie. My mother named me DebraAnn and only called me that when I was in trouble and it was serious and nobody else ever called me DebraAnn, not even Debra. Debbie is the very friendly person who will talk to anybody and say anything. Smiling or crying her way through life. When I'm on, I'm Debbie. I learned how to be Debbie when I was young. But as I've become an artist and started expressing myself through my work I am DebraAnn. The quiet little peaceful artist in the midst of chaos. When I am DebraAnn I am in my comfort zone. I am at peace enough to know that anything is possible and I can survive anything.
Oh well I guess I've been inspired enough to spill my guts . So I will go be Debra Ann and embroider my way to peace and tranquility.
Comments
My youngest is so interested in sewing and knitting. Since I never learned it, she is learning from other friends. How I wish it was something I could pass on to her. Her first love started with finger weaves, with yarn. She would do these constantly to relax and I use to find her asleep with the yarn and weaving still on her fingers. We still have chains, and chains of finger weaves all over the house. It was very theraputic for her.
I love how you described the contrast between DebraAnn and Debbie. Very interesting insight into yourself, and how far you have come on this journey.
Thanks for sharing this.
XOXOX
Loved your post today. Keep on, my friend :)
Your work is beautiful!