New Beginnings

I don’t get lonely. Except perhaps if I am in a big crowd and don’t feel like I belong. But then it is about not belonging rather than being lonely, isn’t it? I love to be alone. I love being quiet. I love sitting in silence, creating something with my hands. Have peace. Just work away and let my thoughts fly, disappear into the moment, be in flow. And I love the process of creating something just as much as I love seeing the final result. From that first little twinkle of an idea to something framed and hung on a wall. Or something knitted and worn. I love to see how something starts out as one thing and ends up being something completely different. The metamorphosis of things. The change. The start, the end and new beginnings.