This is not a news bulletin to the people I live with, but I do, in fact, talk to myself.
And one of the questions I like to ask is 'What'll it be?'
It's kind of like a prompt. I use it to get myself going. Moving. Off the fence and over to the other side. I find it a particularly good question when I'm writing my 'to do' list at the beginning of a day.
Between spinning, weaving and dyeing, there are always lots of possibilities. So sometimes it really does feel like I'm sitting down with a menu, (and a cup of coffee) - getting ready to place my order.
I'm pretty sure I could take this 'favorite diner' fantasy a lot further, but for now let's just say it includes an (admittedly stereotypical) image of a waitress who is friendly, jovial and knows me well, but is, none the less, tapping her pen on the order pad, 'waiting' on me. There's a certain no-nonsense quality about it (her?)- we're enjoying ourselves, but time is 'a wastin'.
Anyway, - I use the question a lot - like when I've got new (or different) material to work with; a new yarn to try out on the loom, or a new fiber to spin. Asking the question helps me begin imagining ways I might want to use or manipulate whatever it is. In this case, 'what'll it be?' has to do with what can it become?
New materials don't usually carry a lot of baggage for me, especially if I haven't read or seen anything that anyone else has done with them. It's pretty easy to just spend time experimenting to see what happens - without expectations. 'Different' materials can be more of a challenge - because I've probably already formed an opinion about what I think I know - maybe based on my experience with something similar - so if it doesn't turn out the way I'd expected.- the way I WANT it to be,- that can get my knickers in a twist.
Different comes to me in many forms, but it recently showed up as a couple of skeins of yarn I'd dyed for a project (and then changed my mind about because once it dried, the color was really, really - different).
Different as in:- this is not what I wanted; I don't like it; it can't possibly work the way I wanted it to; I don't want to even try to use it the way I'd planned; I might not even be able to do anything with it at all, - ever; it's absolutely wrong - a HUGE mistake and What was I thinking?
At which point 'different' pretty accurately describes my entire state of mind, not just my feelings toward the yarn (and yes, I DO have feelings about yarn, - people who don't are the ones with the problem).
So this is where my question becomes particularly useful to me - because I've come to understand (although sometimes it's hard to remember) that IT'S NOT ABOUT THE YARN.
By asking myself "Well, what'll it be?" - I can stop for a moment and take another look at the 'menu'. The big menu. (the grown-ups' menu?) The all-encompassing 'this is' menu. It turns out that the gum chewing, foot tapping, pencil in hand waitress in my mind serves as a reminder that whatever is on my plate - how I feel about it and what I decide to do with it - is up to me. I'm the one who gets to choose. Every time. All the time. No exceptions.
If I don't like what I've got, it's up to me to choose something new. At the very least I will have cleared away the expectations.
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