Flowers in the palm of my hands
This morning, when I woke up from a turkey induced coma, I had only one thing on my mind: knitting fingerless gloves for my next craft event.
I have already knitted over 10 pairs over the past week and I just can't get enough of it. I simply love making them and lucky me, fingerless gloves are somehow very in vogue these days.
Today I would like to share with you were my love for fingerless gloves finds its origin.
When I first came to the USA in 2001 I had a very vivid dream. By that time I had no idea what this dream meant, only thing I knew was that it was a beautiful dream, one I still remember until this very day.
Flowers in the palm of my hands
Nine years ago, I found myself in a very confusing situation. I walked away from a job in corporate business, gave up my Economic Studies just inches from the finish line and was wandering aimlessly, not knowing were to go.
The only thing that was certain is that I had a yearn to be free. A yearn to explore and embark on adventures that would ultimately lead me to a place were I would be for a very long time. A place were I would belong.
In December of 2001, while visiting this guy in NYC I had met on the Island of Bali, I had a very vivid dream:
I am standing on a mountain top and gaze into the horizon which is purple with soft streaks of blue because the evening is setting in. All around me I see evergreens and other mountains with nothing but evergreens . The sky is getting darker and darker and I watch the stars appear slowly one by one.
When the sky is completely filled with soft twinkly stars, I hear music and I begin to dance.
Right on that mountain top under a starry night sky, I dance and I feel happy and free. I look at my hands and to my pleasant surprise, I see a flower in each of my palms. One is blue and the other one is yellow.
I feel even more happy and while still dancing I softly toss the flowers from my hands into the night sky. I look at my hands, thinking they will be empty but new flowers appear.
I keep on dancing and tossing flowers into the night sky over and over again. I am amazed of the beauty I hold in the palm of my hands, and I am ever more amazed that whenever I set these flowers free, even more flowers appear.
I feel happy, light and free. And I have a new appreciation for my hands. I think they are so beautiful.
As soon as I learned how to knit in 2006, I only wanted one thing: knit something to grace my beautiful hands. Since I was a newbie knitter, I needed a simple design that was knitted flat but I couldn't find any online. So I created one myself.
And ever since then, I have never stopped creating fingerless gloves.
I love making them and they always remind me of that vivid dream I had way back in 2001.
You hold beauty in your hands
I would like to end this blog post by giving you the message that was given to me in my dream:
YOU HOLD BEAUTY IN YOUR HANDS
Have you recently looked at all the knitted goodness that came from YOUR HANDS? Don't you just love that YOU MADE THAT?
With your hands, you can create anything you want. Not only knitting, but really ANYTHING you want.
Tell me, what beautiful goodness came from your hands? A yummy pie? A knitted scarf? A traditional Thanksgiving dinner? A crafty business?
Or maybe you enveloped somebody's face in your hands and kissed them?
Share with us, we are dying to know!
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