Its been years since I have threaded a needle, did it recently and the experience came off as therapeutic. It evoked a sense of urgency (so the hole in my pants could be sewed) and patience. Patience because unless you're a Master Threader (if such a title exists, it sounds pretty neat you must admit) it requires some degree of stillness and precision. Stillness for the hand with the needle seeing it isn't necessarily the biggest hole and precision to get the snake through the hole when the opportune strike presents itself. It's as if you're moving fast but slowly. I thought about how much different or similar rather life is to threading a needle. The eye of the needle representing that small window of opportunity and having that stillness and patience to recognize when its your moment to move; being confused or in the case of some difficult threads that have split ends it makes it harder to go through that window of opportunity. Depending on how small that hole is, split ends may never make it through. Then there is the feeling of triumph (not really a New Year's Day celebration type thing) when you successfully thread the needle after some misses; similarly when you go through that window of opportunity after some misses (deserving of a New Year's Day type celebration); what tops that?
"When God was equipping man for his life-journey of exploration, the attending angel was about to add the gift of contentment and complete satisfaction. The Infinite Mind stayed his hand. "No," He said, "if you give him that power you will rob him forever of the joy of self-discovery." - Indian Legend
Thursday 15 July 2010
Threading the needle
Its been years since I have threaded a needle, did it recently and the experience came off as therapeutic. It evoked a sense of urgency (so the hole in my pants could be sewed) and patience. Patience because unless you're a Master Threader (if such a title exists, it sounds pretty neat you must admit) it requires some degree of stillness and precision. Stillness for the hand with the needle seeing it isn't necessarily the biggest hole and precision to get the snake through the hole when the opportune strike presents itself. It's as if you're moving fast but slowly. I thought about how much different or similar rather life is to threading a needle. The eye of the needle representing that small window of opportunity and having that stillness and patience to recognize when its your moment to move; being confused or in the case of some difficult threads that have split ends it makes it harder to go through that window of opportunity. Depending on how small that hole is, split ends may never make it through. Then there is the feeling of triumph (not really a New Year's Day celebration type thing) when you successfully thread the needle after some misses; similarly when you go through that window of opportunity after some misses (deserving of a New Year's Day type celebration); what tops that?
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