Last week I was on my own, close to Romni Wools with an hour to kill. It was in the middle of a very long, very cold day of back to back to back appointments downtown. I had a miserable cold and all I wanted to do was get a hot mug of tea and sit and knit. Unfortunately I had left my knitting at home so I tried the next best thing at my disposal, go to Romni and revel among the yarn for a while. (FYI if you've never been there - Romni is huge and crammed with beautiful yarn!)
Not only had I no knitting with me, I was also without my knitting notebook with my list of yarns to research. I didn't even have a knitting magazine to provide creative fodder. I always have one if not all those things with me when I visit a yarn store so I felt a bit adrift as I wandered through the stacks and rows and walls of shelves groaning with yarn. ( But then I realized just the yarn alone wasn't enough for me. I was sulky because I wanted my wool and my projects already in progress and in queue.
Then suddenly I realized..."this means...I don't love yarn?!? Not for its own sake, divorced from project or plans. I find yarn interesting but that's it. The rejenerative and curative and comforting and inspiring properties I have always believed it to have for me are contingent upon being connected to my plans for it and activities with it.
I tried to put it out of my mind, 'tried harder to find the yarn I was surrounded by to be compelling. But the feeling wouldn't go away. I knew I'd just stumbled on to a true and accurate realization about myself.
I left the store feeling like I'd lost something I'd cherished for a very long time.
Many hours and two business functions later that evening I settled in to watch the Olympics with my own yarn to work on my own project and I felt that magical feeling of "ahhhhhh this makes me feel better! This makes me feel good!". The way I thought I'd feel at Romni just being near the yarn. So the magic isn't gone ... it was never really there in the first place!
For me, it isn't in the ball or skein. The magic is in what I can do with it. For me,the magic isn't in "Yarn", the magic is in My Yarn or what is about to be my yarn when I'm shopping in a yarn store!
'"Mystery" solved as to why I don't seem to enjoy having a stash!