Keep Calm & Cast On

keepcalmI always knew that the meditative aspects of knitting were good for my soul. It appears that there is scientific proof that the repetitive nature of knitting is a health benefit. There’s an article on facebook today that I think is very interesting and you can read it by clicking HERE!

While I can’t say that knitting has been good “exercise” and there is no proof that I have lost weight or become more physically fit by knitting, I do believe my mind and soul is healthier (and maybe it’s helped my blood pressure, too). I have had some experience over the years with SAD (seasonal affective disorder) and depression. When my son became school aged, I had a really intense bout with depression and really thought that I was going to die. Thanks to my friends and family who stepped in to help me with my children when I was immobilized, some wonderful doctors who were willing to listen to me – beyond the physical symptoms, medication and a great therapist who invited me to look at myself, I recovered and resumed being a mom. I’ve had a few little struggles along the way but nothing like the big “wake up call” back then.

I thought I could attribute my mental health to therapy and self-awareness. Now, I think I have to give, at least partial credit, to my knitting needles and yarn. It does feel good to relax deeply and watch the fabric grow with time and attention. It feels good to finish a project and sense the accomplishment of having created something beautiful; often to keep someone I love warm or to give as a gift to someone that I love or admire.

We’ve all seen the pictures on Pinterest and Facebook that say that knitting is cheaper than therapy – and while I’m not certain where I’ve spent more money, I do know that I feel healthier today and, according to science, I can thank my knitting for part of that!

Gone knitting!

I need a Lesson in Forgiveness

How do you forgive?

I know it’s not good or healthy for me to harbor anger and resentment and I’ve been working to release those feelings but they’re sometimes still hanging on and hanging in. I resent those people who have intentionally hurt me, who tell people things that are not true. Whose behavior hurts the people that I love. On some level, it’s funny to think that someone is so nasty and biting and has these preconceived notions about who I am without ever having gotten to know me. Someone who makes me the scapegoat in the failure of a marriage in order to be blameless themselves. Especially when the marriage was based on lies and secrets rather than love. Someone who blames me for the disintegration of their stability and their financial ruin and won’t be happy until I am broke too, perhaps?

I’m ready to move on. To move forward. To live with an eye looking forward and not back. Certainly not with regrets. I’ve done the best that I knew how every day. I’ve been honest with myself and others. I’ve been generous and given without strings.

So, tell me … how do you forgive?