Knitting, Noodling and a Prayer

Hi, there -

This last month has been A LOT for me energetically. While I noticed the urge to fix what felt unsettled, to name it and push it along, I decided to just let that energy move through me. Instead, I’ve been knitting, which has been healing in its own way.

My husband’s good friend is about to welcome twin girls, so I started knitting them blankets. I thought it would be a sweet gesture, but sitting with yarn in my hands - counting stitches, undoing the ones I rush through, starting rows again - became its own kind of meditation.

Knitting begins in a tangle, yarn twisted in on itself, loops that don’t yet make sense. After a while, a pattern emerges. But you can’t rush it. The work tells the truth about your pace - the more present you are, the more beautiful the fabric becomes, no matter how twisty and tangly things start out.

That’s been true for me lately. My spiritual journey has meant staying with what feels messy long enough for something coherent to form. My thoughts circle. I make plans to address what I think should already be moving, and then I catch myself rushing … and have to begin again. Instead of pulling at every loose thread, I’m remembering to tend what’s in my hands right now, trusting that beauty and order have their own timing, even when things first feel like a mess.

As I knit, I think about these girls and the world they’re entering. I hold a simple intention for them - that they feel safe here, that they know who they are, that they’re protected as they become. And maybe most of all, that they trust the slow, beautiful forming of their own lives.

It’s a prayer for myself and for you, too, if you need it.

With care,

Taniesha