I found out today that an original design of mine has been accepted and will be published in an upcoming book this fall. It’s nothing fancy, nothing intricate, but it was my idea from start to finish, with some input from our faboo Customer Service Manager Linda who helped me figure out how to make my idea come to life in yarn. I’m so tickled I can barely stand it.
Oh and I would be remiss if I forgot to mention that several other members of our equally faboo staff also will have their projects included as well. They are all so talented! Congratulations to Linda, Kirsten and Karen (I hope I’m not forgetting anyone – I know you’ll tell me if I did!).
So today is blogger silent poetry day, which I had read a bit about and pretty much dismissed. I’m not a big literature person and poetry, well, not ususally my cup of tea. I can appreciate a good poem as much as the next person, but it’s not something I normally read.
But many of the blogs I peruse have posted poems which started me thinking. First, I thought I’d be a bit glib and pull something from J1′s poetry journal, but it did not come home with him. Then Dr. Seuss came to mind. Then I thought maybe I could find something in song lyrics. Then I thought, I can do better than that. I sat here for a bit and then suddenly “schzam!” I had the perfect poem and probably one of the very few that actually mean something to me. This was read at our wedding and was very symbolic of our ceremony and how we felt about marriage. After almost 12 years of mostly wedded bliss, I can still say these words have a lot of meaning and symbolism in terms of being husband and wife, but not letting that erase the fact that we are still individuals. So, here is my poem:
You were born together, and together you shall be forevermore.
You shall be together when the white wings of death scatter your days.
Ay, you shall be together even in the silent memory of God.
But let there be spaces in your togetherness,
And let the winds of the heavens dance between you.
Love one another, but make not a bond of love:
Let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
Fill each other’s cup but drink not from one cup.
Give one another of your bread but eat not from the same loaf.
Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone,
Even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.
Give your hearts, but not into each other’s keeping.
For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.
And stand together yet not too near together:
For the pillars of the temple stand apart,
And the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other’s shadow.
- “Marriage” from The Prophet by Kahlil Gilbran
So last night Steve and I are hanging out, watched a little American Idol, did a little work and then decided to call it a day. Get ourselves all cuddled into bed and Steve is watching Glen Beck on CNN, who I don’t personally care for. Not sure why, he just kind of grates me. I am starting to nod off when all of a sudden Steve shouts “something about knitting and losing $777K just went by on the ticker at the bottom of the screen!” I say “yes dear, I’m sure something like that just went by”. “No, really Kath, there was something about knitting”. I say, “well, it was probably Spinrite or one of the craft stores” (remember, I was nearly asleep – of course $777K would really be pocket change for Spinrite or one of the big box chains). So now we are glued to the ticker, I have my glasses back on, waiting and waiting for the story to come by again. We curse every commercial. Finally, I suggest to Steve to go back downstairs and search for the story on cnn.com, which he does. He finds nothing, which to me, confirms he is over tired and losing his mind. I tell him to not fall asleep with the t.v. on and off to sleep I go until, of course, the t.v. awakens me in the middle of the night (Steve is sleeping soundly. . . . grrr).
I am getting ready this morning and Steve comes upstairs – he has found the story on-line – praise the knitting gods, we can all go about our regular business. “What is the big scandal I ask?” Steve replies, “Nuns gone bad. . . . ”
A group of nuns in Greece have run up $777,000 in debt from their knitting business and have gone into hiding. . . . . what is the world coming to? Knitting, nuns and bad debt – is nothing sacred?
P.S. For anyone who doesn’t normally read January One’s blog, you must go over and visit the last 2 or 3 posts to see the incredible knitting gymnastics she has been doing. It’s pretty freakin’ amazing stuff. www.januaryone.com