It's very popular these days to "binge" watch your favorite TV series using services like Netflix or Amazon or Hulu.....and I do that while I'm stitching. Just finished Season 1 of Bloodline on Netflix and I really liked it. Not too long ago, I binged the entire series of Parenthood and I was sad for it to be over. My actress daughter turns me onto some interesting shows like Game of Thrones....enough said on that one. Funny that so many of us watch it but are possibly a little embarrassed to say we do.
Anyway....recently I totally "binged" on one of my favorite blogs, Plays with Needles. Susan is a masterful, articulate, inspirational writer. Her blog is such an amazing tribute to many different kinds of needlework and to the American family spirit and connectedness that we all long for in our own lives. She opens herself up in such an honest way and gives us glimpses into her life and family and sometimes deep into her own special spirit. I love her and I only know her through the blog. One day, I would like to spend a weekend with her. She doesn't know that yet. Wait...a weekend is not nearly long enough...maybe a week and a half would be just right.
I have been an avid follower of Plays with Needles for a long time and occasionally track back to older posts that interest me. Then I realized that it all interests me and I really wanted to start at the beginning and see what all I could learn. Well, it took
several many days and over the course of it, I learned a lot. I learned about many kinds of needlework, about history, about books, about family, about love, about generosity, about giving, and about being the type of woman that holds up half the sky. I laughed from the belly at times, cried more than I'd like to admit just because of the integrity and depth of Susan and her pen, pondered many things about myself and my own life, and made numerous exclamations like "Huh?" and "Wow!" and "OMG" and "How did she do that?" and "Is that photo for real?" and even "I'm single...wonder if there are any wonderful available men in her family" or "Wonder if she'd be willing to adopt me? I'd be a great sister." So many beautiful life lessons in her blog. Seriously. Beautiful.
I'm still fairly new to the blogging game but hers inspires me to do better....to try to write more often, be more open, and hopefully learn more about myself. I get a fair lot of views for someone who just launched a blog for the fun of it but I don't get many comments so I really don't know who my audience is and that's okay with me. I know that there are folks from all over the world that take a peek into mine, but since I don't really know why, I think I should just follow my heart and blog my soul. Maybe it will become more life diary than needlepoint diary. I often think how interesting it is that we are such voyeurs and like to peer inside the lives of others. I think it makes us feel more human, less alone or odd or different, and okay the way we are since we are all the same really. I try to remember how much I enjoy the virtual prurience that is blog-following when I start feeling narcissistic for assuming that my life is interesting enough for someone to "follow." But, you know what? The bottom line is that I blog for me and if it touches someone else or inspires/teaches someone else along the way, then "Yay!" Following blogs is a totally voluntary thing and no one is forced to read mine so I shouldn't worry about "what" is okay to write about, right? Hmmmm......I guess we will see what courage I can muster.
I'm not doing this for Susan's sake or mine - her blog doesn't need my help - but for your sake, my needlework friend. Perusing her blog is time well spent. Click here: http://plays-with-needles.blogspot.com/
Thank you, Susan Elliott, another dear soul-sister I long to meet....and emulate.
Have a beautiful and inspiring day!
This blog posted at 1:11 AM from a mother to a mother for a mother - with deep and sincere gratitude.