Twice while in Paris, I inadvertently came upon beautiful stitching shops with window displays that enticed me inside.
Are we energetically drawn to these things when we least expect them, or do we notice them because they interest and intrigue us? I think a bit of both. Someone else with no inclination to stitch or interest in the art would have walked by these shops without seeing them.
Literally, we don’t see them. I know because I’ve experienced this phenomenom many times. Once, for example, in Colorado, I needed something for my car, and my boyfriend, now husband, suggested I stop at AutoZone. Apparently it was just down the street from where I lived, sitting on a corner at an intersection where I turned right many times a week. I’m not kidding when I say I never noticed it. Didn’t see it.
It’s not what we look at that matters. It’s what we see.
I thought you might like to “see” a few of these beautiful counted cross-stitch creations in the tiniest and coziest little Parisian shops.
While in Paris, we wanted to spend our money on good food and nice lodging. We wanted to walk and stay above ground (avoiding the subway except for once) so that we didn’t miss anything of beauty in this iconic city. So while I picked up a couple gifts for my kids and grandkids, my one and only “me” purchase was this sweet piece to work on and hang somewhere in my kitchen to remind me of our visit and all the pretty pastries.
I’d like to tell you it’s finished. In fact, I’d love to tell you I’ve started on it. It’s still in the package. Ahhh, life – it gets in the way of the indulgence of time spent on creating things of beauty and remembrance. One of these days I’ll get going. The secret, I know, is to stretch the cloth into its hoop, thread the needle and take that first stitch. It’s the initial action, like the first step on that walk, that first day of incorporating better eating habits….that initial propulsion, the force that leads to movement and then we’re on our way.
Do you stitch or knit, crochet or work with your hands and fabric and thread? It’s a calming, meditative activity to engage in during the long winter nights – even if only now and then.