This is what I wrote a few weeks back in my bullet journal. And something quite magical happened – I gave myself permission to do it.
I haven’t had taken out the sewing machine in a few months. The time before that had been even longer. For many reasons. No specific need to make a garment, not enough time to make something I needed but that was too complex to make. Other reasons too.
At first I wrote that down in an attempt to block time for creative work – I haven’t stopped making things, just sewing. But this phrase started growing and growing in my mind.
Something truly beautiful.
I would love to make that. That would be exciting.
So I pondered. I sat at the library looking for patterns. I checked my closet – what would I really like to make, what do I wear a lot of. I decided on the item. And found the pattern, then the fabric – I checked my fabric stash and realistically decided I couldn’t cut into the expensive Japanese cotton for this one, but I needed a good thin cotton. I dusted off that craftsy class I never took advantage of.
And I started to sew slowly, slowly, enjoying each seam and taking the time to rest when the project needed rest. And then got back to it, still slowly.
And today I made a shirt. It’s not the first attempt, but it’s the first one that I am proud of.
Can’t wait to wear it.