I can't say I hated it, but I cried a lot! Sewing brought up so much for me - how inept I was made to feel in Domestic Science classes in school, how difficult how I found it to be accurate when cutting and sewing, how hopeless I was at any kind of math and how much I hated it - all that school stuff came right back to haunt me 50 years later. But while sewing I thought about how I'd bought into that narrative over the years, how I'd allowed it to define me when in reality that wasn't my story at all, I could have just put it all down. Sewing the rakusu, facing my fears about my abilities, crying, unpicking, starting again, crying some more, starting again some more, and finding at the end of this painful journey that I had created this beautiful thing, as if I'd stitched an entire history into it - that's my real story.
Gassho
Meitou
satwithyoualltoday/lah
Gassho
Meitou
satwithyoualltoday/lah




Also, what about those rules about speaking to girls? ) ... Boy, we Soto folks seem to have it relatively easy! ... 




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