Bust A Move

I like small things.... I'm not small so why I like small things is not necessarily apparent. Perhaps it has something to do with wishing I was small.... I like my hands, they are small even though one hand has no thumb and the other hand has a fused pinky knuckle and looks as ugly as hell. I like my ears.... they are small... when I got my ears pierced the lady said my earlobes were so small that she wasn't sure she could pierce them.... eventually she managed.

I like small things like my spinning wheel which is one of the smallest wheels on the market.... I like small paths through the snow and not big plowed roadways. Last week at the Blueberry I saw a nifty little item.... I saw a cute little Inkle Loom made by Ashford. It is called the Inklet. I saw it and wanted it so I ordered it for my birthday.... No it is not my Birthday yet!

I like little small fishy crackers.... they make me feel young and happy. I like little weavette looms... they're small. My house is small even after all the renovations... it is barely 1000 square feet.

With all the small things that I like, it is odd that every now and again I bust out of the usual small-ness of my life and go big, big, big. My deck is big. At 441 square feet, it is almost as big as my house. My bike is big.... fat tires and a nice fat cushy seat on it... And my children are big as they tower over me.

I mean every now and again I bust a move and do something big.... like my tri loom. Most people were buying/making 3 foot tri looms for the tri loom workshop last year, and while I have one that size I thought, why not go all the way and buy the biggest tri loom you can get.... so I bought a 7 foot tri loom. I have a small house but I have a big couch. 9 feet to be exact and a sectional to boot.

What I have realized is that there is a real dichotomy within me. It is the yin and the yang at battle. It's not really an impractical/practical thing in me.... it's more like I'm made of all the contrasting desires and sometimes one wins out while at other times the opposite wins out.
When I was in University and studying philosophy one of the subjects that really caught my attention was that of a trinity.... and while THE TRINITY came to interest me later on it wasn't so much THE TRINITY that I was interested in then, but trinities in general and how they work..... I've always seen trinities as two opposing forces (though opposing might be the wrong word maybe two forces) and the opposition between them as the third.... so to make this easier.... I want smallness.... I am bigness.... what's in between is the reality of me. Has your brain now done a flip flop.... I wouldn't be surprised! Chinese philosophy explains it like this.... an individual has both the yin and the yang.... male and female (I think).... but the reality of what you are is a combination of the two.... perhaps you are more yin.... or more yang but you are still a combination of the two. Yin (one force).... yang (another force).... you (three in one).
What it all comes down to is acceptance.

I accept that I like small things.... I also accept that occasionally I have a need for big things..... that is what makes me who I am.... hopefully solid (Hubby says I'm not solid because I'm too spinny!) So maybe you are more yin or more yang but once in a while it is nice to bust a move and be the thing that you are not normally. So if you are female maybe once in a while you like to put on black leather and get a roaring motorcycle between your legs and hog it for a while.... or maybe you are a man and once in a while you like to get a fairy tale story out and read it to your kids. Either way it is nice to be in touch with all aspects of who you are....

We are all complex creatures... acceptance is the key....

And that's my waxing poetic for today..... I can't wait till I get my Inklet... : )