Lately I have been asking myself why. Why, why am I so fascinated with making garments stitch by stitch? Why am I so bent on knitting? Why am I spending so much time and effort hunched over the knitting machine as it sings, shreem, shreem, shreem? It is a happily unending practice, and every day is really different. Sometimes calm thoughts, sometimes monkey mind, endless, breathing in and out. Every now and then a flash of insight into one of life's conundrums or a juicy idea for new piece.
This little explanation from www.habutextiles.com resonates with me.
Why? Do we bother to take so much time and labor... actually weaving or knitting when there are so many good machine woven fabrics or knit wears? They are durable, inexpensive... Why? Because we must stubbornly believe all the care our actual hands give to each and every process of making a length of fabric creates something more than just a "look." It may be subtle, but you know when you wear and touch. You know when that fabric ages with you. You feel the thought of that person, who made it for you... “slow” materials, not flashy, not necessary pretty, not cheap, not easy, but those that will give a soul to the fabrics."
Aaaah! That's it. Soul. Both absorbing & exuding the energy of the handmade piece. Communicating a little bit of your soul. Shining out in silence.