Months ago, I committed to being the keynote speaker for the Fall Webs Knitting Retreat in Amherst, Massachusetts. I was excited to go and hoped to get in a few knitting classes but homework got in the way. Despite doing a lot of homework, I still made it to meals, knit night and got to talk to a lot of wonderful knitters. I also did not get a single photo and forgot to ask someone to take a photograph of me when I was speaking. Oops.
My talk was based on the piece I wrote for Mason-Dixon Knitting, Knitting as an Act of Resilience. It isn’t just about knitting a sweater but how we tell ourselves we can’t knit a sweater before we even try. It’s really about how the words we say to ourselves matter and that we’ve got to be kinder to ourselves. I shared a lot of images from the blog since I can’t travel with all my sweaters and I talked not just about the successes but mistakes I’ve made in sweater knitting and what those mistakes then taught me. It was great to talk to people after who told me they felt that I was in their head or speaking directly to them. I have a feeling I’ll be getting more emails and messages sharing sweater progress this year – and I love that.
I did at least snap a selfie per Jessica’s request before I left my room. I thought my Soldotna Crop over a purple dress with purple clogs was a pretty knitterly thing to wear. LOL I was also very tickled by all the people who came up to me and immediately asked me if Jellybean was at the retreat too. Unfortunately, the venue was not animal friendly, otherwise I would’ve held her through my talk without any issues.
I don’t travel as much as I used to and definitely not as much as my husband but it sure was nice to get greeted at the airport by Jellybean and my husband on Sunday. I feel really fortunate that I get asked to speak and come do workshops, or that people even get excited to see me in public (I was having dinner with a friend in Amherst when our waitress came out and told me she followed me on Instagram. My friend was completely thrown by that). And all of this really is because of that first sweater I knit after I stopped telling myself I couldn’t knit a sweater. Who knew positivity could have such an amazing trickle down impact on my life.