Then as if a pixie strikes the odd tool, one thing leads to another and you are back rocking in the cradle of creativity. Sometimes, you need a nudge.
I have discovered a new fabricated nudge. Pack away the tool in an inconvenient spot. The joy of unpacking it can be that impetus.
I started a project of winterizing (I do one more step each winter, and yet to feel any warmer, but that is another story) that required moving and rearranging many items in my little cabin. The LK 150 Knitting Machine had to be packed away. The project drug out longer than expected (that always happens, too) and the km, which I had lost all desire to fiddle with, started to call to me with project possibilities..so I handknit in compensation, all the while imagining how helpful the LK would be for aspects of the particular projects I was playing with...but it was packed away. When I finally unpacked it, each item lifted from its styrofoam nest breathed life into me as if I were preparing for a sacred tea ceremony. I found new inspiration and new ideas in that ceremony.
Maybe I should wrap up and unwrap my dirty dishes? nah.
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