I really have descended into my navel lately. Looking back at my recent posts all I can see is my introspection.
What has been nice is that in amongst all the belly button fluff, I've discovered warm and fuzzy things that I want to share. My soapmaking is back on track for starters - I now have soap at every stage of the process sitting in my room waiting to be wrapped or hidden away curing. I've even started to design some new ones. There is still a very long way to go, but it feels like I'm back on track.
I'm having good dreams again, and I'm dreaming in my current context. In fact, I'm dreaming in wicca.
But the best bit (and the bit I most want to share) is that I have discovered a fantastic book. When I started to learn to spin at the end of last year, I knew that there was more to it than just fibrecraft. Exactly what, I didn't know, but I was open to letting the process unfold as it would. And it has. I'm learning about the spiritual, meditative side of spinning, and the value of something so simple as a spindle as a tool for emancipation. My emancipation.
"Thus, for instance, he wanted our people by hand-spinning to shake off inertia and a feeling of helplessness, and to learn to rely on themselves. ...Khadi, therefore, had for Gandhiji not merely economic significance, but also great cultural or psychological value. It was meant to put new life into the individual and make him resourceful and self-dependent. As such, it contained the seeds of the true Swaraj or self-rule, or democracy in the real sense of the term."
