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Monday, October 12, 2009
What I am about to share may seem really weird. It almost sounds like I idolize and am in love with my machine. It sounds like something I should be saying to God. I promise you I am not putting my love for sewing above my love for God. I love God even more than this.
But sewing is a way for me to express my creativity, It enables me to develop my artistic side, being the artistic mother like Shona talks about on her blog and in her book coming out in March of 2010. It brings something out in me that nothing else does. It is a gift and desire that God has given me. So all of the glory and the credit goes to Him. When I sew, I am transformed into a creative artist using fabrics' colors and lines to express my own personality. God is a creative being, He is the originator of creativity. He made me the creative being that I am. Sewing is also very therapeutic and relaxing.
So I wrote a poem expressing how I feel. I am not a poet. I have never written a poem in my life; but I woke up one morning and was staring at my machine as the morning light was coming in through the window and it was almost as if my machine was calling to me, that deep urge to want to sew and create and so these thoughts and feelings just came to me and I wrote them down. I read it to my family and they just started rolling on the floor in laughter and they thought it was so corny and that I should not post this. But this came from the depths of my heart, as deep as you can go with your feelings about your sewing machine. So I am taking a big risk letting you read this. I hope I don't lose any followers over it. It's okay if you laugh because it is pretty silly. I can be like that sometimes.
So as part of National Honesty month, here goes:
My Sewing Machine and I
By Trudy Callan
Oh, Sewing Machine, you beckon me,
in the morning light,
to come and sit awhile
and work together on beautiful
creations of delight.
I enjoy our times together,
you are a faithful friend.
Always there when I need you.
On you, I can depend.
You enable me to relax and unwind
and free my mind to soar.
I am so glad I have you;
because with you,
I am so much more!
So how about you? Do you ever have any kind of feelings similar to this about your passions or art, or is it just me? What does sewing a creating art do for you?
* If you do actually like this poem and you think it's cool, you are welcome to use it. But could you please put a link back to my blog if you do? Thanks so much.