This morning while I was preparing to cut out a cloak to sew for my Babygirl, she is 24 now and off at college, I was wrapped with pattern tissue. Trying to find the pieces needed always means sorting through 3,4 or more styles pictured on each pattern envelope. For those of you who are seamstresses that is probably enough said.
For those who aren’t, let me just say that you open an envelope that is about 5″x7″ and neatly folded and stuffed within it are instructions in 2 languages and what seems to be miles of printed pattern pieces of which you will only need a few.
It has always amazed me that they print and place them so randomly throughout the miles of tissue that you become exhausted locating, cutting through all the pieces you will not need to get to the few you will. Isn’t that a lot like life?
Couldn’t they just print each view or style on its own sheet? And when you try to neatly refold all the pattern tissue that you will not be using to stuff it back into its 5×7 space, it never fits.
I look at all those extra pieces and wonder, will I ever need that view, do I even like it or is the one I have already chosen, the one that suits my needs? I truly do this and yet because of my thrifty nature, I save all the extra pieces.
How many extra pieces in life do we save with the thought that some day we might need them. Hoarders do this and bury themselves. Piles of things they can never find and will never use. And yet, what do I do but stuff those pieces back into their 5×7 envelope. So much in this life is overage, when we need very little.
I believe that the people who work for these pattern companies have never sewn one single thing in their life and purposely scatter my pieces for the fun of it.
In search of a valuable spiritual truth hidden within this wrestling. I found that our life here is a lot like that tissue. So many parts and pieces of our Life and time here can wrap us up in so many ways while we are searching for the important and needed pieces to complete us.
Ms Linda Darlene