Sunday, October 10, 2010

Chins Up!

Do not despair of life. You have no doubt force enough to overcome your obstacles. Think of the fox prowling through wood and field in a winter night for something to satisfy his hunger. Notwithstanding cold and hounds and traps, his race survives. I do not believe any of them ever committed suicide.
-- Henry David Thoreau 

I like Thoreau He says it like it is.  I have despaired of life this week;  and in my whimpering and whining, two trusted friends reminded me that the tools I have been given are my pen, and the ability to put words together to help another face his own trials and tribulations.  Despite what was unfolding around me I locked myself into time at the sewing machine, and quilted a bunch of tops that have been sitting there waiting for me to take the hint.  Often when I go to my quilt room, I am overwhelmed by the stash of fabric, and the collection of unfinished quilts.  Paralyzed, in fact by the very thing I love to DO! And this "very thing" that I love to do is often the medicine I need.  In putting pieces together to achieve something useful and pleasing to the eye, I soothe my tattered soul.  When I am the piecemaker, often I become the peacemaker. In my sewing, I turned from things I cannot change, or fix, to something I CAN change, or fix.  Nine quilts will find their way to new homes, where they'll offer warmth, bring the message that someone cared enough to take the time to make them.  Maybe they'll end up in a cat's bed, or maybe they'll end up tucked around someone who watches TV late into the night.  Maybe they'll be draped across the back of a chair to cheer up a room.  I won't know where they go, or what benefit they provide.  But isn't that the way life is? Do we ever really know where our words encourage someone who's down, or where our words soothe a tired heart. Do we ever really know what 'ripple' effect our lives create? I would like to think that I have touched lives. I would like to think that I've given someone else the courage to soldier on, when perhaps cashing in would seem more appealing. One thing I cannot control, however, is just who that person is that I might reach. I don't get to choose.  I would like to have met Job, or even David.  Both of them had their share of ups and downs.  Poor ole Job didn't think he was ever going to get a break, and David vacillated between thinking God rocks and God doesn't care!  I can relate. Yet they survived. Their lives touched many, who touched others, who touched even more ... and still touch lives today.  

SO, it's back to the sewing room I go.  Nine are done, time to do the 10th.  My challenge to you this day is to finish something you started long ago, and let it do  what you created it to do.  Maybe your "thing" isn't quilting, that's okay. Finish SOMEthing you've started, and give it wings to fly ... 


  1. You definitely have a way with words, my dear Squirrel and need to keep writing AND quilting!!!

    Enjoyed my time with you at the Great Lakes Lighthouse Festival, just sorry it was so short. Hope to see you there again next year with lots of quilty things that have water based or lighthouse based designs. Lots of ladies came by on sunday wondering where you were. They heard about your quilts and came to see. I told them You had to leave, but hopefully would be back with me next year.

    Love and hugs to you, my dear friend.
    Terri at the Drake's Nest in Ossineke, MI